There was no up, down, east, or west within Chaos, only endless gray-white currents.
Purple Sky Palace floated in the boundless void, its structure ancient and simple, its eaves corners curved upward, mysterious Dao Patterns flowing across its tiles.
Only eternal Chaotic Qi surrounded the palace, crashing against its walls like tides before being blocked outside by an invisible force.
Su Miao was protected in the middle by the Three Pure Ones.
The closer they came to Purple Sky Palace, the heavier the unease in her heart became.
This was not her first time at Purple Sky Palace.
Back then, she had feared nothing, because her Masters had been there.
This time was different.
Su Miao grew increasingly uneasy. Purple Sky Palace had never been a good place for her.
This trip was clearly not going to be peaceful either.
The group descended onto the plaza before Purple Sky Palace.
The white jade steps glimmered faintly, each one engraved with mysterious Dao Patterns. Tiny golden specks drifted within the depths of those patterns.
The plaza was broad enough to hold tens of thousands, yet it was so empty at this moment that it made one's heart tremble.
Purple Sky Palace's doors stood open.
Inside the hall, Hongjun sat upright upon a Cloud Bed.
His white hair fell over his shoulders, his Gradient Golden Pupils half-closed as though he were dozing.
Dozens of Rule Chains coiled around him. The silver white chains extended from the depths of the void, binding his entire body to the Cloud Bed.
Others had already arrived in the hall.
Nuwa sat in a high chair, dressed in magnificent palace attire, her hair piled high and her expression calm.
Su Miao noticed that Nuwa's right hand rested lightly upon the Mountain and River Diagram hidden within her