After 150 years of great migration, dawn suddenly appeared. Then the light blazed forth, illuminating the pitch-black End of Deep Space.
For all these years, the mythical tide had carried vast numbers of Supernatural Practitioners, counted in the hundreds of millions, across the Endless Universe. These people almost represented the future of the supernatural, yet all they saw were Great Universes after Great Universes along the way, dim, decayed, and declining like rubble.
Even those magnificent Great Universes, viewed from a perspective beyond them, were like dust. Across the vast deep space, shattered "rubble" and "dust" were sparse; more often, there was endless darkness, where nothing existed.
It brought boundless oppression, even a sense of loneliness, as if all things had withered away and only a single cluster of civilization's fire remained in the world.
The many universes were truly far too tiny within this boundless deep space.
Even beings among the strongest ranks, such as Shou and Ge, transcended it and stood at the very crest of the mythical tide. Looking down upon their surroundings, all they felt was cold seclusion and deathly silence. It made one suspect that, apart from this Supernatural Center, there was no other flame left to illuminate the boundless deep space and all worlds.
Now, however, things were completely different. It was a blazing expanse of light, bringing warmth and a feeling of eternal radiance.
"What place is that?"
The Imperial Dao Saints all rushed atop the mythical tide and looked towards the other side. Why was such dense light flowing across the boundless dark deep space?
"Another Supernatural Center?" Even Shou's expression changed. His black hair rose as his Single Six-time Limit Breaking Domain unfolded, allowing him to glimpse part of the truth.
"How is it possible? There is another Mythical Center?" The