In a tiny cup less than two inches tall, the Universe Sea of Stars revolved, tea fragrance curled through the air, as though it bore the Supernatural Central World itself and flowed into Wang Xuan's mouth.
The entire world became much clearer in his eyes, and his body grew light and nimble, as if a burden had been lifted, a layer of shackles removed, and he had undergone a cleansing.
He seemed to see the essence of all things. Looking up through the extinguished immortal realm, he saw scattered lights in the distant darkness—a real yet ethereal place, faintly visible and faintly hidden.
Wang Xuan was calmer than ever. Although, in a flash of inspiration, he had glimpsed a phantom corner of a suspected real place, hidden deep where the clouds were thick, his heart remained as still as water.
Back at No. 1 Supernatural Source, when the Great Umbrella of Eternal Silence had appeared for two years, he had pierced through its canopy and seen the lights of ten thousand homes. In the end, however, it had been proven that he had returned to the starting point.
Now that he saw "reality" again, his state of mind was peaceful. He simply treated it as a glimpse of a corner of the future.
He drank the tea. White mist curled up from the cup, and countless stars entered his mouth. It carried the flavor of the myriad forms of the mortal world, accompanied by the magnificent wonders of eras changing.
At the same time, scripture symbols filled the sky, while flames of secret arts bloomed together, steaming upon his tongue as though some essence of this era were circulating within him.
For a time, countless wondrous scenes arose. Auspicious light covered Wang Xuan's entire body as he comprehended the immortal