This was a lifeless space, where ruin and desolation were its defining themes. It resembled an endless Great Gobi, bleak and deathly still. The space was extremely limited, with no starry sky—only a silent continent floating quietly.
This was the origin land of the other world, specifically established against the living beings of the Nine Provinces. Back then, they had launched war against the source land of the Nine Provinces. Though they had ultimately defeated King Pangu and the other kings of the Nine Provinces' source land, the price they paid had been grievous. The ancestral land of the other world's beings had been destroyed, forcing them to find another universe in which to take root.
This original ancestral land had completely collapsed. The starry sky had shattered, and the universe had returned to its primordial state; everything had reverted to Chaos. Only the continent where they had once lived had been preserved by the other world's experts, sealed here with immense divine power as a place of remembrance and mourning.
At each grand gathering of the other world, held once every ten thousand years, this ancestral land would almost always be unsealed. At such times, this once-lonely shattered continent would gradually become lively, as countless cultivators of the other world gathered here.
Though this place was desolate, whenever an Ancestor God descended, flowers would immediately bloom throughout the territory they claimed, with wondrous grasses carpeting the ground and transforming it into an immortal realm. This was the supreme might of Ancestor God-level experts. Temporarily creating life and divine soil was as effortless as lifting a hand or taking a step.
Flowers bloomed in profusion, and this ancient continent abruptly regained its vitality. Everywhere was lush and verdant, while the dried-up Divine Springs began to bubble forth once more, filled