"It looked very much like the Star Moon River I saw in the past, only far more magnificent." Wang Xuan looked into the distance. He had arrived at the "Transcendent Land" formed by the fusion of No. 4 and No. 5 Sources—the dwelling place of the saints, equivalent to the Beyond the World and the 36th Heaven of No. 1 Source.
Yet this place was not desolate. On the contrary, it was bustling. A great river gathered from starlight ran through the entire Transcendent Land. Painted boats, dancing fairies, and outstanding figures from the Dojo of All Saints all enjoyed gathering here.
Towering mountain ranges and vast forests—the many sights of the Transcendent Land had been crafted with great care. Some were refined from the wreckage of Great Universes, while others had formed after Supreme Beings perished.
The stone-slab woman did not wish to appear on the noisy, lively "Transcendent River" and returned to the stone slab. In Wang Xuan's view, she still needed to change. She was too cold at present, untouched by mortal worldly affairs.
He stood upon a painted boat, drifting downstream toward the Six-time Limit Breaking Nirvana Dojo while taking in the sights along the way.
"That is..." As the Transcendent River passed through a great lake filled with immortal ships and islands scattered like stars, someone spotted Wang Xuan standing at the bow and was immediately startled.
"Could I have seen wrong?" A young man stared suspiciously at the large boat passing by, yet he did not dare extend his spiritual perception. Even from a slight proximity, he sensed a faint saintly pressure.
"An Sheng, who did you see?" someone asked.
"The side profile looked very similar, but it probably wasn't him." An Sheng shook his head. Back in the Other Shore Universe, he, Ling