Immortal music still echoed above the Other Shore.
Countless threads of time and space had been plucked like zither strings, finally resounding with the cry of the Dao. Centered around Chu Sheng, they sang an endless movement.
This was the Fixed Number.
This was time.
This was something only a Nascent Soul that had ascended to the Other Shore could achieve. Entirely different from Si Sui's Dao Path, it had actually stirred a response from Void Darkness, this mother body!
At the same time, Lu Yang below finally confirmed his earlier guess: Chu Sheng, at Golden Core perfection, had already been able to accomplish so many inconceivable things through time. Now that he had advanced to a true Dao Lord, what mysteries could he display?
Now, the answer lay right before his eyes.
After the blinding glare came endless darkness. Void Darkness, once vast beyond measure and impossible to gauge, suddenly seemed to have an end.
At its edges, radiance lit up.
Light wound around it, surging like a great river, splitting infinitely along its course. It rushed from the distant past toward the boundless future, expounding all change.
Ever onward, without end.
Yet in the end, that ring of light returned to its source. Past and future met at the origin, and all things were gathered within a single ring.
This had nothing to do with cultivation realm.
When Sword Lord, Cang Hao, and Wan Fa had been on the Other Shore, even if they had stood higher than Chu Sheng did now, they had never triggered such a phenomenon.
As a True Nascent Soul, Chu Sheng, like Si Sui, had revealed the essence of his Great Dao. Void Darkness responded, finally displaying its true form. It was a ring—a cradle, a supreme force that contained infinity, beyond measure