This was a silent gaze that spanned time and space.
Ye Xuan stood where he was, his expression calm, the hazy radiance of the Chaos Bead shielding him at its center.
Meanwhile, the future Heavenly Emperor stood upon the River of Time, an indescribable message of mystery and gravity passing through the depths of his eyes.
"Dong."
A distant, majestic bell toll rang out.
The toll seemed to contain some indescribable magic, directly shaking the River of Time and interfering with the stability of past, present, and future, bringing even the surging waters to a brief standstill.
At the source of the toll, a Great Bell chimed softly.
Beneath the bell sat a man cross-legged, his back turned toward all living beings.
Though his figure was illusory, the peerless dominance of one who stood at the end of the immortal road—who else could be the peak?—made everyone present feel as though they were suffocating.
He was wielding supreme divine power, forming seals with both hands and unleashing dazzling immortal light. Together with others, he slowly pushed that cauldron forward.
Then, another soft sigh, laden with endless vicissitudes, drifted from the River of Time.
An Empress of peerless grace appeared within the scene.
Dressed in white whiter than snow, she carried a cold and aloof air. In her hand, she held a strange Immortal Artifact.
Driven by her power, the Immortal Artifact sometimes transformed into an Immortal Sword that cleaved apart stars, sometimes into a crystalline ring, and sometimes into a bronze mask that seemed to weep yet not weep, smile yet not smile.
The Immortal Artifact bloomed with supreme radiance, illuminating the dark years.
This Empress made her move as well.
She unleashed a heaven-shocking divine ability, joining forces with the phantom whose back faced all living beings and the