Golden sunlight spilled down as Epiphyllum Ghost Mother, dressed all in black, walked out from amid the clouds and mist. She arrived before a cliff; below was an abyss ten thousand zhang deep, a sea of clouds surging, with one mountain tip after another poking through, making it impossible to glimpse mountain peak's true form.
Epiphyllum Ghost Mother looked down over the depths and slowly breathed out. She spread her arms and murmured to herself, "So this is Mystic Qi Chaotic Immortal?"
She had just broken through to the Mystic Qi Chaotic Immortal Realm and was still in a state of curiosity toward everything.
Now, when she looked at heaven and earth, she could see a completely different scene. The Dao was no longer something formless; even all living beings were composed of Dao. She could see the essence of everything clearly, including karma and fate.
The creation of a Mystic Qi Chaotic Immortal was truly too wondrous, and it made her yearn for even higher realms.
She finally understood why there were so many bitter cultivators. As it turned out, continuously breaking through realms was the most wonderful experience in the world.
At this moment, she suddenly remembered the young man she had met tens of millions of years ago, that young man who possessed the aspect of Chaotic Immortal.
She had been able to reach today only by relying on her master's help, while that young man had been destined from birth to become a Mystic Qi Chaotic Immortal. The gap between the two of them was truly hard to imagine.
Epiphyllum Ghost Mother withdrew her thoughts and stopped envying that young man from back then. She was going to welcome an entirely new life.
She leaped up, like a sharp arrow piercing straight through the clouds. She