In the Era of Eternal Silence, amid boundless night, Wang Xuan traveled alone. He truly experienced what lonely silence meant: the whole world lay still, without a single sound in the Supernatural Domain.
This was far more terrifying than walking alone down a remote, pitch-black path as a child. For 1,200 years, he had waded through the Endless Universe, as if walking alone through layer upon layer of abyss. Now that he saw fifteen strange lights blooming, how could he not be thrilled?
"Up ahead is Chong's homeland!" Wang Xuan went from drowsiness flooding his mind to brimming with vitality in the span of a single breath.
The 15-colored Wooden Hairpin he had carried with him for over 4,000 years lit up, reminding him that No. 6 Supernatural Source, which he had never seen before, had finally appeared!
Chong had a face of Origin Ancient Bronze, a beard and hair of Primordial Chaos Mithril, and heavy metal immortal aura coiling around his entire body. This made Wang Xuan suspicious of No. 6 Source. Could it be a cold world of mechanical lifeforms?
Though Chong denied it, saying it had nothing to do with machinery and that even Metal Beings were a minority species, not even ranking among the top fifty races, Wang Xuan still felt that this place had an overly strong metallic air.
Along the way, he had seen steel forests and scattered metal wreckage.
Standing at the prow, Wang Xuan approached a Super World completely buried beneath Black Snow. It was incomparably vast, suspended high in the depths of space.
"So even black goose-feather snow eventually runs out. It's stopped." He looked up at the sky. Only the occasional stray flake still drifted down.
The scenery within No. 6 Supernatural Source was completely invisible, long since deeply buried.