High above the 36th Heaven Above, Wang Xuan stared at the light source in the deepest part of his mist. He gazed at it, wondering whether, if he went all out, he could truly draw near.
He withdrew his gaze and looked inward at the world beneath his rich Life Soil. It was endlessly dazzling. He wanted to see through its essence—why were there so many seas of Supernatural Factors?
"Humans are social creatures. If only one person were left alive, living alone, what meaning would there be?" Wang Xuan looked towards the pitch-black End of Deep Space.
At present, he could set out alone and cross one Decaying Great Universe after another, but the reality was that the people he knew were certainly not suited to travel far with him.
He decided to remain behind and enter seclusion for a few years first, to explore on his own. If there was a road ahead, then for the time being, he would not go to the No. 6 Supernatural Source.
After all, a single round trip would take more than a thousand years. Judging by the previous era, which had lasted less than two thousand years, one long journey was equivalent to half an era passing.
In the past, some eras had shone brilliantly for hundreds of thousands of years at a stretch. Now, with the vague emergence of signs that the Yin Six Realm was about to come to an end, every indication left people deeply uneasy.
Overall, Wang Xuan had encountered twists and turns along his journey, but he had passed through them all safely. It had been a long time since he had felt such foreboding and a sense of crisis.
A True King had awakened and was about to emerge. With a creature of This Level