To Save Oneself and All Under Heaven

The heavens and earth were incomplete.

This realm's heavens and earth could not bear the presence of True Purity Realm cultivators; even Ascension Realm cultivators were severely restricted.

Chen Yan had known this for a long time.

Looking at the mountain of corpses before him, piled dozens of zhang high, Chen Yan felt an inexplicable sense of absurdity rise within him.

These remains, left behind countless ages ago, had become the only proof that Tianji Continent had ever existed.

They were also the source of the authority wielded by the present-day Imperial Void Saint.

Bai Chen's gaze remained fixed on Chen Yan. Then he gave a slight nod and said,

"Looks like you've returned that stretch of karma of mine, spanning more than sixty thousand years, to the Great Dao of this realm's heavens and earth, eight thousand years ago."

Even now, though he was merely a wisp of obsession lingering within karma, he still wielded the last of the world's Sage authority. He was, after all, the obsession of a Sage.

From Chen Yan, Bai Chen could see that the stretch of karma spanning more than sixty thousand years, which he had seen in Chen Yan during Tianji Continent's final moments seven million years ago, had vanished.

"Yes."

Chen Yan answered calmly. He wasn't surprised in the least that Bai Chen knew everything about this.

For the seven million years between Tianji Continent's destruction and the birth of Chenping Continent, this former Sage of the realm—the one who had taken over the mess left behind by Supreme Saint Tianji—had kept watch over every stir in the realm.

Whether through Yan Yunhe's eyes, Ruan Tingzhu's, or anyone else's.

Bai Chen had watched over everything on Chenping Continent.

From the first raindrop to fall upon this world, to the first life,