Crossing the Supernatural Light Sea Was Cruel Beyond Measure

On the sea surface, at an unimaginably distant place, black specks appeared, rising and sinking with the surging tides of the Supernatural Light Sea.

Who was struggling to cross over there?

How could Wang Xuan not be shocked at the sight? He held incomparably special feelings toward this Supernatural Light Sea. He had once placed many hopes upon it, because a group of old friends from the Mother Universe had departed with it.

Those people had never returned and had never appeared again.

After the supernatural had decayed into silence in the Mother Universe for many years, after mythology had completely ceased to exist, Wang Xuan had once gone alone to the cosmic rift through which the Supernatural Light Sea had departed, paying his respects in solitude. Alas, there had been nothing left.

He hoped those people were alive and had successfully followed the Light Sea into the Supernatural Center Great World.

Yet so many years had passed. Even he had arrived, but there was still no news of them, nor had he seen that group of people.

Perhaps Old Zhang, Underworld Blood, and the others, each shrewder than the last, had all gone into hiding and were striving to improve themselves. Naturally, that would be the best outcome.

But the Supernatural Light Sea was too terrifying, extraordinarily difficult to cross. Throughout all ages, how many had truly succeeded? The truth was simply too cruel.

Within the sea lay Terrifying Dao Rhyme, eroding living beings at every moment, assimilating them into the Dao. It was terrifying beyond measure!

Over time, even supreme treasures would gradually have their spirituality worn away.

One brilliant Supernatural Civilization after another had failed, each one dripping with blood. No matter how immense one's abilities or how flourishing one's auspicious qi, who could guarantee safety?

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