Creation Mountain, the illusory world of the Life-Establishing Scripture.
Chen Fusheng was crossing the sea as well, but the sea he was crossing was the vast ocean of civilization, as if he were trying to cross over to the far shore of fate.
Right now, he could vaguely see the end of fate!
This was completely different from all of Chen Fusheng's expectations. The end of his fate was actually his qi sea world.
His heart trembled. He had clearly been following the illusory world of the Life-Establishing Scripture, so why had he seen his own qi sea?
He believed that exploring the Life-Establishing Scripture was equivalent to following the source of his own fate toward the source of his civilization.
"This scripture is rather sinister."
Chen Fusheng was moved. He discovered that a close connection seemed to have been established between the two civilizations.
Even his qi sea looked different from before, because it now had a place to rest upon!
The qi sea—the source of civilization—had actually developed a relatively vast stretch of soil around it. It shimmered with the flowing radiance of fate, incomparably magnificent!
"Is this soil evolved from the Life-Establishing Scripture?"
Chen Fusheng was astonished. This scripture really was sinister.
Now, Chen Fusheng's source of civilization looked tiny atop this unique soil, like a stream giving off civilizational matter.
"Is this the Life-Establishing Scripture?"
"The Life-Establishing Scripture has established my fate, and even my civilization, upon an extraordinarily powerful environment."
The experience was truly dreamlike. His qi sea had changed just like that, taking root in the soil of fate. It was as though it had been built upon the shoulders of a giant, making his civilization appear remarkably lofty.
At present, Chen Fusheng walked toward the shore. The moment he stepped onto the soil