At the summit of the Heaven Sealing Stage.
The Zhou Xu Rules resembled a starry firmament, the Chaos Mist flowed like a river of stars, and the rules and auras of the myriad heavens and Dao paths were like countless stars appearing and vanishing intermittently.
Having arrived here felt like standing proudly at the end of the world, naturally stirring a loneliness of peerless isolation, of being utterly alone.
It also felt as though one had traced back to the primordial source of chaos's birth, returning to the place where the Great Dao had first originated.
Yet when Su Yi arrived, the scene before him quietly changed.
A small village silently emerged.
Houses stood in scattered rows, their thatched eaves low and humble. A brook wound its way beyond the village, and a green date tree had taken root beside the village school.
Everything bore the air of an ordinary rural village.
Su Yi was far too familiar with such a scene.
It was clearly Yunmeng Village!
And at this moment, he stood outside Xiao Jian's dilapidated old residence.
It was dusk.
He could clearly see Xiao Rong in the kitchen, using a flint to light the stove fire as she deftly prepared dinner.
The window on one side of the house stood open.
Su Qingyu sat by the window inside, his hands propping up his cheeks. The dusk sunlight cast a gentle glow across the child's delicate little face.
The moment he saw this, Su Yi fell silent.
After crossing the Heaven Sealing Road, fighting his way to the summit of Hongmeng Dao Mountain, then rising steadily until he finally reached the Heaven Sealing Stage, a place no one had set foot upon since time immemorial, who could have imagined that he would instead appear in Yunmeng Village?
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