Chen Yan.
Seated atop the Dao platform was Chen Yan's back.
The first ruler of Chenping Continent.
After the Heavenly Dao of Chenping Continent had been completed, he had vanished completely.
Everyone believed True Person Ducang had perished, because among Chenping Continent's forty-nine Great Daos, Chen Yan no longer existed.
Who would have thought they would meet him here again?
But where exactly was this place?
Inside the Tian Ding Mirror, or...?
Qin Qingyu did not know.
She merely continued walking toward that pure-white Dao platform.
"True Person Chen."
Qin Qingyu called out.
Her voice echoed through the pure-white space.
Yet Chen Yan, seated upon the Dao platform, did not move in the slightest and paid her no heed.
Before long, Qin Qingyu noticed something strange.
No matter how many steps she took toward the pure-white Dao platform, the distance between them did not lessen by even a fraction.
Realizing this, Qin Qingyu stopped.
She began searching for a way to leave.
Thus, Qin Qingyu raised her head and looked toward the pure-white ceiling overhead.
Yet when her gaze fell upon that height, what entered her sight was not pure white.
It was an azure sky.
And drifting clouds in the distance.
A breeze swept past.
Qin Qingyu's black hair, along with the hem of her Plain White Daoist Robe, fluttered gently.
She slowly lowered her head and looked straight ahead.
As golden waves of wheat swayed in the wind, the scents of wheat, earth, and sunlight rushed toward her.
Beneath her feet was soft soil.
She seemed to be standing in a wheat field somewhere within a Mortal Dynasty.
That was what Qin Qingyu thought.
Once more, she fully spread out her Spiritual Sense. This time, Qin Qingyu encountered no obstruction whatsoever.
With herself at the center, every slightest