Beyond mountains lie more mountains; beyond people, greater people. The so-called Myriad Realms the world saw were merely a leaf blocking its vision.
Ye Tian traveled into deeper nothingness. Using the art of Shrink Ground to Inch to traverse the void, his speed had reached a terrifying level.
At first, a scant few familiar planets remained within sight, but as time passed, even those planets vanished from view.
Beyond the Myriad Realms lay things even more mysterious.
After an unknown span of time, a bone-chilling aura suddenly seeped into Ye Tian's body from all around him.
Even the Venerable Lord of Myriad Realms had a day like this, when all he could feel from head to toe was endless oppression.
"Who is there?!"
Ye Tian merely gave a low shout, yet his voice drifted farther and farther away, filling the void.
That was the essence of the Primordial Sound of the Great Dao.
"Heh heh..." From the depths of the void came a cold, sinister laugh, followed by utter silence.
Something hidden in the depths of the void must have been an object of boundless yearning, yet Ye Tian could clearly sense that it could take his life with ease.
Even the pressure Ye Tian emitted was likely not one-tenth as intimidating as that voice.
And what had come through was merely a voice.
In an instant, the scene around Ye Tian seemed to be compressed, as though six mirrors were silently closing in on him from every direction.
Such a sight existed within the originally empty void. Had Ye Tian's senses not been extraordinary, even Yuan Ning at the height of his strength would have been unable to notice it.
Ye Tian stretched out one hand, formed sword fingers, and slashed through the air toward the void.
There was