The world fell utterly silent.
The magnificent Heavenly Palace seemed to stand above the firmament, but in reality, it was hidden within a mysterious spacetime.
A figure walked out of the main hall one step at a time, his footsteps heavy. He came before the Ninety-ninth Tier of steps and silently stood beside Yang Ling.
There were no Supernatural Fluctuations.
There was not the slightest trace of killing intent.
He simply stood there quietly, his face filled with emotion, vicissitudes, and desolation. He silently surveyed this world, as if mourning the past and recalling bygone days.
"So that's how it is."
"This is the truth behind this palace."
"This is Yang Ling's true trump card—the one that allows him to turn the tide when facing danger."
"Yang Ling..."
Jiang Qiao stared fixedly at the figure.
This person's appearance.
He actually looked exactly like Yang Ling!
Whether sensed directly or viewed through Dual Pupils, the two were completely identical, without the slightest difference!
It was just that.
Compared with Yang Ling.
This "Yang Ling" who had walked out of the main hall appeared much calmer. So calm that he seemed not to be human, but an ocean that was tranquil on the surface yet unfathomably deep!
Boundless.
Vast and limitless.
Although he gave off no aura fluctuations, he possessed an oppressive force that seized the soul. Clearly, he was merely standing there, yet Jiang Qiao felt as if he were facing an entire world!
"A Half-God!"
Without a doubt, this "Yang Ling" who had walked out of the main hall was a Half-God!
"Yang Ling had once advanced to the Half-God realm."
"But he became tainted by divine pollution and provoked terrifying misfortune."
"So he sealed away that segment of the River of History."
"And because of that, his cultivation realm