Time was like a river, flowing on without end.
A hundred years within the Small World passed in the blink of an eye.
Yet Fang Xiao had long since left the Small World, and no one knew where he had gone.
Elsewhere, in the distant void of the lower realm, more than a dozen figures had gathered.
As the view drew closer, their features gradually came into focus.
They were unexpectedly Fang Xiao's disciples and fellow sect members from the lower realm.
Their cultivation had all reached late Deity Transformation Stage or peak Deity Transformation.
Either they were about to ascend, or they were already capable of ascending.
Naturally, there was an exception.
Among all the Deity Transformation cultivators, Zhong Wu Huo, at peak Nascent Soul, stood out conspicuously.
But that did not mean anyone could look down on his strength.
The fact that he could brave the turbulent currents of the void and appear here was enough to prove that his strength could absolutely rival that of a Deity Transformation cultivator.
The reason he remained at peak Nascent Soul was simply because the Sea Calming Divine Art was incomparably slow to cultivate.
Otherwise, Zhong Wu Huo's realm would certainly not have stopped here; he might not even have fallen behind Fang Heng, who had entered the sect during the same period.
Beyond them lay a tranquil expanse behind them, without the slightest spatial turbulence.
It was obvious that it was not part of the void, but a complete realm.
And this realm was none other than the Xuan Mo Realm, which had once attacked Taichang with a Half-step Dao Artifact.
Of course, after losing the Half-step Dao Artifact and its backer, Xuan Zhongtian,
the realm had, without any surprise, been conquered by the old forces of the Taichang Realm