The 6 Great Sources were only a single step away from complete fusion.
With the descent of three enormous fragments from the True Land, along with the silent arrival of four vast Ash Lands from the Yang Nine Realm, this was an unprecedented scene.
"This era, we must return to the true land. Even the enormous fragments that fell from it can no longer hold on; they will go out together with the present world."
In the Mist Realm, someone whispered. A terrifying formation diagram revolved here, veiling the secrets of heaven as unfathomable Dao-rule runes flowed through it, making True Kings from all sides wary.
Overall, all parties feared one another, maintaining a tense yet temporary balance. No one dared act rashly.
Even True Kings had never witnessed such a situation. Moreover, people suspected that inexplicable Mysterious Realms might yet appear.
"They say this is the final radiance of present-world mythology. It seems quite reasonable. Even four extinguished Yang Nine Sources have arrived. The atmosphere is rather heavy." A True King frowned.
No one knew what the world would become after the Yin Six Realm was completely extinguished, or where Supernatural Practitioners would go.
Several years later, all parties seemed to have adapted. They studied scriptures, tempered their Primordial Spirits, entered seclusion, and carried on as they should. Yet all Supernatural Practitioners found it strange, because the time of eternal silence had not arrived, and mythology had not frozen over.
By all logic, once the great migration of the Supernatural Sources stopped, boundless Black Snow should have begun falling, and everyone should have entered Mythological Hibernation.
Twelve years passed. The broader environment stabilized, and Supernatural Practitioners began moving between the 6 Great Supernatural Sources, the three great Returning to Truth fragments, and the four great Ash Lands.
The gathering