"Such vigorous life!" Wang Xuan was thrilled inside, gazing expectantly toward the road ahead, his face brimming with joy.
Setting aside the terrifying years of Mythological Hibernation, he had traveled alone for thousands of years, wandering along the pitch-black road. Now, he had finally returned. He had initially caught the brilliant ripples emanating from the familiar Supernatural Source, lighting his way home.
Standing at the bow of the ship, he seemed like a sage for a moment, utterly content as he bathed in the light with a peaceful smile.
He was finally about to reach his destination. He even praised himself—fortunately, he had been fast enough. Had it been another True Saint, let alone returning, no matter how many tens of thousands of years they were given, they could only have become lost in the depths of space.
New Era, Super Mythological Great World.
After No. 1 and No. 2 Source had completely merged, there was no longer any distinction between them. Immortal mountains stood in profusion, sacred lands hung high in the air, auspicious vapors flowed down from the 36th Heaven, and purple light wreathed the Pure Land Outside the World.
The stars of the current world shone brightly, supernatural opportunities were countless, and everything flourished.
Yun Ling, a Six-time Limit Breaking Big Shot, came calling and asked Shou, "Dao Brother, what is the origin of that half-sheet of paper from your No. 1 Source? Living beings from our No. 2 Source discovered it by accident in the Sea of Origin. When they tried to seize it, why did they feel waves of palpitations and get badly frightened? It seemed very dangerous."
Shou immediately realized he was referring to half of the Kill List. "What No. 1 Source and No. 2 Source? Why draw such a clear line