The vast starry sky.
The boundless void suddenly twisted, transforming into a vortex. The billions upon billions of stars swept into it instantly turned to dust.
The River of Spacetime manifested, winding across the dome of the starry sky. A Green Lotus came upstream against the river's current and slowly came to a stop amid the stars.
A moment later, the River of Time dispersed. The lotus petals unfurled, and two figures slowly emerged.
"Emperor, has it already become the Origin?"
Looking at the utterly void starry sky in every direction, Ying Qianqiu subconsciously tightened his palm, feeling somewhat uneasy.
"It should be before the destruction of the Immortal Dao, on the eve of the decisive battle. She stayed here for a time and left behind a spacetime anchor."
Qing Lan's face was slightly pale. The heavy burden of crossing the River of Spacetime was difficult for an ordinary Sovereign to bear, let alone while carrying a living being. The backlash was even more severe.
If the ancient history of the Origin Era had not already been fixed, she would have been completely unable to reach this point in time.
"I'm going to the Yellow Springs. You can go do whatever you want. I'll come find you afterward."
After calming the surging aura within her body, Qing Lan raised a finger and brought it down, piercing straight through the boundary between Yin and Yang.
The waters of the Yellow Springs surged past, reflecting a dim golden divine radiance and carrying a dense aura of dark death and killing intent. The souls of countless living beings drifted with the current toward the other shore.
Watching Qing Lan's figure slowly vanish into the waters of the Yellow Springs, Ying Qianqiu turned around and spread his divine sense, enveloping the endless star realms.