The divine tree Jian Wood, which bore the Three Realms, lingered there in silence. One could only see its shadow and silhouette, yet its voice remained unheard, and it stood hundreds of millions of miles away, separated by a vast expanse of starry sky.
Yet at this moment, its will overrode all else. Even without making a single move, everyone believed it to be the master and supreme will of this starry sky.
It had rested in the void for nearly four months without taking any action. Not a single immortal god had been seen flying out from within Jian Wood, nor had it ever shifted its position.
However, the Three Realms Abyss—the sole entrance from Earth to the Gods and Demons World—remained under blockade, and no one understood what was truly transpiring within.
Zhao Yan, who still lingered at White Port on the Moon, had not yet departed. He paid another visit to Moon Cabinet Prime Minister Luo Wu, hoping to glean some information from him. Ambassadors from various nations did the same, showing no intention of leaving White Port throughout these four months as they pried for every scrap of news.
What on earth did the Heavenly Court intend to do? Once Jian Wood arrived in the mortal universe, what would its next phase of planning be? Amidst this series of plans, might there be developments that threatened the safety of Earth or even the entire Solar System?
Inside the small meeting room beside the office of Tower of Heaven executive Luo Wu, Zhao Yan sat down and asked impatiently once more, "Prime Minister Luo Wu! I still wish to ask—if you possess any knowledge regarding this matter, I hope you will share it with me."
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