Immortal World.
Zhi Ji wore a grave expression as her mind raced.
She carefully considered the future landscape described here.
In the future, the saints who ascended beyond Chaos Heaven would directly enter the "Immortal World," a vast and boundless realm filled with birdsong and flowers.
Yet every blade of grass, every flower, and every beast here was actually a universe—one hundred twenty-nine thousand six hundred in total, which could also be called the Myriad Realms.
"Once, our civilization spent countless years jointly deducing what the next cosmic era would be."
"But we never found an answer. At first, we thought we had become decadent, our thinking rigid. We secretly traveled through the great new eras and observed the fresh perspectives of outstanding geniuses across hundreds of millions of years, yet even they could not see the future."
"Because the universe is too complete. After the Parallel Universe was opened, and after our Eternal Life Realm era attained the Dao, the universe's laws became nearly perfect. There was nowhere left to mend through Harmonizing with the Dao, and no major variables remained."
They had deduced possibilities for many years, yet ultimately found no future to pursue, so they stopped trying.
"But His Highness once had a thought: the universe may appear complete, yet the Chaos Sea is still flawed. Beyond Chaos Heaven is barren and desolate. Perhaps there is some way to improve it through Harmonizing with the Dao and complete it!"
After all, the Chaos Sea was also part of the Great Universe, just as the ocean was part of an entire planet alongside its continental plates.
Back then, however, despite all their painstaking thought, they had found nothing. They vaguely sensed that the opportunity and variable for the next cosmic era lay within the Chaos Sea, but never