Xuandu stood at the Great Wilderness Edge and did not take another step forward.
He simply stood there, his green robes fluttering faintly in the wind as his gaze fell upon that familiar Sky Dome.
The clouds surged like a tide, and golden light flickered in and out of view.
The spiritual energy was far thinner than in the Chaos Depths, yet within that thinness was a sense of mortal life that could never be found in the Chaos Depths.
He had cultivated for only several tens of thousands of epochs.
Yet after drifting through the Chaos Depths for so long, his return to the Great Wilderness gave him the feeling of a world apart.
He had not been gone for very long, but the Great Wilderness had already changed greatly.
The Heavenly Dao had collapsed, Hongjun had vanished, and the Investiture of the Gods List had changed hands.
The True Spirits of Laozi, Yuanshi, Jieyin, Zhunti, and Nuwa—the five Heavenly Dao Sages—were all trapped within the Investiture of the Gods List and subject to Haotian's commands.
Hundreds of millions of epochs ago, they had stood high above.
Now, they no longer even had freedom.
Xuandu looked toward the soaring purple-cloud golden light above Golden Ao Island, sensing the profound and stable Jie Sect's Fortune. A faint smile slowly curved his lips.
The Jie Sect had changed the most.
During the Investiture of the Gods Tribulation, Hongjun had laid down the Heavenly Net and Earthly Snare, intending to place all the Jie Sect Myriad Immortals upon the list.
But what about now?
Those placed upon the list were the ones who had once plotted against the Jie Sect.
Those seated on the list were the Sages who had once looked down upon all beings.
Not only had the Jie Sect