Once I Entered the Dao Venerable, the Great Dream Woke; Only Today Did I Know That I Am Me

Emperor Cang stood atop the Black Tide.

He looked down over the boundless, endless expanse of void beneath his feet.

He raised a hand.

A wisp of his own source power condensed in his palm.

This wisp of source power was like a long, slender earthworm, constantly writhing, giving off the most primal, most pure aura of strange and eerie darkness.

Yet with careful observation, one would discover that this wisp of dark source power was actually somewhat similar and close to Cangyuan's aura, to Cangyuan's source.

Just as Emperor Cang had said.

He and Cangyuan were of the same sect and same source.

Or rather... at the very beginning... or in the future, they were the same existence.

Thus, it was only reasonable that their sources shared the same root and same source.

What Emperor Cang intended was precisely to borrow this source power that shared the same root and same source as Cangyuan, and with the supreme rules of the Great Dao of destiny and karma, find that hidden Homeless Domain within this boundless Void Land.

Or rather... Cangyuan!

The corner of Emperor Cang's mouth lifted slightly, and he smiled with evil charm. "Hide, go on and hide. No matter where you hide, it will all be futile."

"Witness this emperor's Same-Root, Same-Source Sensing Art!"

Emperor Cang gave a low shout, and the mass of aura in his palm suddenly exploded, turning into countless gray-white lines as fine as gossamer, spreading in every direction.

Those lines traveled through the void, extending toward the endless distance like a spider's feelers, attempting to catch vibrations at the same frequency as themselves.

Emperor Cang closed his eyes, and his Primordial Spirit's perception spread along with those gossamer threads.

One breath.

Two breaths.

Three breaths.

His expression went from its initial composure