Within the Small Heavenly Realm.
Liu An and Wei Ye sat meditating on the grass, not far apart. Above them were leaves that blotted out the sky and covered the sun, while the main trunk of this giant tree stood extremely far away from them.
Wei Ye opened his eyes, cold air spilling from them. He glanced at Liu An and said, "Once we reach Zhongtian, what are you planning to do?"
Without even opening his eyes, Liu An said, "I need to find an island first."
"What island?"
"That I can't tell you."
"You once said you accidentally went to another world and even obtained a great opportunity. That world couldn't have been Zhongtian, could it?"
Wei Ye asked with a frown. He shared the same feeling as Liu An: he cultivated painstakingly, had deep fortune, and had obtained countless opportunities, yet with all these advantages combined, he had still never been able to leave Liu An behind in cultivation. He often doubted himself—could it be that his talent was inferior to Liu An's?
Liu An opened his eyes, the corners of his mouth rising as he said, "Since we're about to reach Zhongtian anyway, I won't hide it from you. I really have been to Zhongtian, and I also obtained an inheritance there."
Wei Ye's brow furrowed even tighter, and he pressed, "How long ago?"
"A very long time ago. Before you and I first ascended."
Liu An's answer made Wei Ye's expression shift slightly.
Just then, rosy light appeared ahead, instantly drawing both their gazes.
At the end of the earth, a black hole appeared and rapidly grew larger. Seven-colored rosy light poured out from within, and amid that glow they saw illusory images of heaven and earth, unfolding like flower petals and assaulting their vision. They