Senior Brother San Sheng, Long Time No See

The carriage rolled forward slowly.

Heavy snow filled the sky, wind and thunder flashed like lightning, and fierce astral winds howled.

The closer they came to the Northernmost Land, the more terrifying celestial phenomena and cosmic wonders appeared everywhere.

Even True Gods could only proceed with difficulty in such a place.

But with the Mount of Heavenly Kings Mountain Master, a Dao God, driving the carriage, none of this amounted to much.

Qi Yuan gazed at the boundless snow and the bizarre spectacles beyond, reclining lazily.

"There are quite a lot of strong people in this world."

Behind these countless wonders, Qi Yuan's omniscience sensed many powerful presences.

Some were a wisp of true spirit, others a trace of aura, suspended high in the heavens from an unknown distance away, seemingly watching the battle.

"Leave... those below Yang Sixth Layer cannot fight the Heavenly God."

Just then, a broken, intermittent voice entered Qi Yuan's ears.

Clearly, someone was sending a signal of goodwill.

Or rather, they were opposed to the Heavenly God and did not wish to see Qi Yuan throw his life away.

Yet that person was unwilling to reveal their identity, so they sent a voice transmission instead.

Qi Yuan smiled.

That voice was like a message in a bottle, with no receiving end. He could not converse with it.

After all, the other party had clearly crossed the Three Calamities and Three Tribulations, possessing power as unfathomable as the Emperor God's.

But... Qi Yuan's special ability remained.

He could even converse with silent voices—such as his master, Ruan Yixi—so this voice was nothing.

"Thank you for the warning."

Qi Yuan gave a brief reply.

At the same time, in an unknown space Beyond the Heavens, a shadow seemed to jolt violently.

"He actually knows it was me?"