Wu Tian, that is to say, Wang Dao, was extremely excited. According to Blade Uncle, the time was about right. He would soon see his father, Wang Yusheng.
As he waited, he unexpectedly felt a little nervous, afraid something might go wrong. Overall, from the late period of the previous era until now, life had worn down many of his sharp edges. His blood-soaked experiences had made him live more cautiously.
Otherwise, he would not have had several identities that were relatively well-known across the starry sky.
"They're here!" Blade Uncle reminded him.
This edge area of the universe was desolate. Even starlight was exceedingly sparse; everything was dim and deathly still. Ahead, the fissure in the abyss of the universe silently split open.
There, faint light seeped out. The Great Universe trembled lightly, as though a giant hand were about to cleave open the crack and a Supreme Being was about to arrive from the outer universe.
The sight was suffocating.
Wang Dao was very strong. He had walked the supernatural path anew and had now reached the late stage of the transcendent realm again, yet he still felt incomparably tiny, like a speck of dust in this deep cosmic void.
Ahead of him, the Great Universe silently shattered. Then he saw a pair of enormous eyes peering through that magnificent fissure, vast as a galaxy.
Everything in his mind froze, his mental thinking completely "frozen." Fortunately, Blade Uncle glowed and shielded him, allowing him to recover quickly.
Wang Dao truly saw that pair of gigantic eyes. In the outer universe, they were simply too immense. Even that grand cosmic fissure seemed utterly ordinary, incapable of revealing the other party's true body.
Wherever that gaze fell, it was as if heaven and earth were being created. The void was