Above the Supernatural Light Sea lay countless beautiful sights, yet few dared come to admire them.
Even Supreme Beings who ventured deep for long periods might be swiftly dissolved if they encountered Great Dao Vortices and the like, for all of it was the shattered remnants of Natural Disaster Phenomena.
Azure radiance flowed, Light Mist surged, and divine vines took root amid the clouds above the sea, bearing little black flowers. The fragrance of strange medicine refreshed the heart and mind.
Wang Xuan walked upon the waves and arrived at the sea's deepest reaches. After encountering dozens, even hundreds, of mysterious natural-disaster vortices, he passed calmly through them, stepped onto the Dao Island Reefs, and looked down upon the end of the sea.
The Kill List was here. It "dwelt nowhere permanently"; even Wang Xuan had searched for it for years before finding it.
"The Supernatural Light Sea, Dao Sea, and Sea of Origin are indeed connected at their ends, linked by vortices capable of grinding all Saints to death," Wang Xuan murmured.
There had always been such speculation, but few could traverse the route, making personal confirmation difficult.
After all, these were the lingering echoes of Natural Disaster Phenomena. With the great tides of the Supernatural Light Sea rising and falling, they could spread into and expand through many decaying universes nearby.
Half the Kill List lay ahead. It was now pale red, and faint patterns had already emerged upon it. Was it about to record the names of several True Saints from this epoch again?
It contained a certain special law that governed its movements. As though sensing something, it flashed away, attempting to flee.
Where Wang Xuan's gaze fell, traces of the Great Dao manifested, directly pinning it in place.
The half-list, feared by many True Saints