Han Muye looked up at the great sun in the sky and whispered softly.
The Vast Heaven Golden Crow was not born for the endless light of the Great Desolate.
Not to mention divine beasts, even among the human race practicing enlightenment, there were none who truly willingly sacrificed themselves.
"This is like the cultivation of the Sword Dao. First, you seek destruction. You seek to kill and break through the heavens and earth, but in the end, there must be a heart to establish a boundary."
Looking at the Great Sun Golden Crow, the golden light in Han Muye's eyes turned into strands of spirited flames.
"Because when the power becomes extremely strong, even a realm has to rely on this power to exist."
In other words, the Great Wilderness exists because of the Great Sun Golden Crow.
"The soul of the Vast Heaven Golden Crow is the origin of this realm's existence!"