Desolate.
Silent.
Ancient.
This was a vast, boundless land, its rugged terrain covered with irregular craters of all sizes.
The small ones were only as large as bathtubs.
The large ones resembled canyon-like abysses, like enormous mouths capable of swallowing everything.
Snow-white light of unknown origin spilled across the ground. Strangely, it did not descend the way lamplight shone down, so there was no way to see the path the light had taken.
It appeared without the slightest trace in the void, directly covering the earth.
Like snow, like frost.
It cast interwoven shadows of light and darkness along the crater walls, making them look mysterious and profound.
Jiang Qiao's body no longer disintegrated.
On the contrary.
It had already recovered completely.
The white light was gentle.
Like a trickling sweet rain, it helped him return to a healthy state.
He looked around at his surroundings.
As if realizing something, Jiang Qiao raised his head and looked at the sky.
Endless darkness formed the backdrop, yet countless stars glittered within it. They shone with abandon, releasing an unimaginable Great Will.
Yes.
Great Will.
For some reason, Jiang Qiao felt that those glittering stars were actually transformations of certain beings.
He remembered a legend he had heard before.
Every person who died would turn into a star in the sky. And in even more ancient myths, the earliest deities were often incarnations of the stars.
"I never thought it."
"I really never thought it."
"I'd actually end up here."
"Even more unexpected was that this place would appear in the Supernatural World."
Jiang Qiao instinctively looked around.
But he saw neither that azure star nor that blazing sun. Aside from those two, he had not learned much astronomy before crossing over, so he could not tell whether the familiar planets were