Chapter 3
The dantian, which had always been distinct, was now separated, and the power I once wielded, drawing on the spirit of the heavens and the earth, had disappeared like dust, yet I was alive.
And I could start again.
But first, I needed to understand the phenomenon.
Why had this happened?
Defying time meant defying the natural order and the flow of the universe, something utterly incomprehensible.
The fate of defying heaven isn't something anyone can bear, and not everyone is capable of defying heaven.
Not even those heavyweights above the skies could manage it.
I stroked my face as I looked in the mirror.
The last moment.
I had been caught in an avalanche.
The protective aura around my body had been meaningless then since I had already expended it all.
I distinctly felt my limbs being torn apart, my neck ripped open, and my head crushed.