A month quietly slipped away in the endless void of the Starry Sky Ancient Road.
The Netherworld Secret Realm floated at the edge of a desolate starfield, its gray barrier enveloping it like a gray star slumbering in darkness.
Inside the secret realm, Old Tuo lay within the Coffin with his eyes closed, regulating his breath. Chu Yunshang stood at the edge of the secret realm, gray light slowly circulating around her.
Hui Mei squatted atop a protruding rock, propping his chin on both hands. The Six Paths of Reincarnation had turned into a fist-sized gray pearl that slowly spun in his palm.
All three of them gazed in the same direction—toward the depths of the Starry Sky beyond the gray barrier, an incomparably distant place from the Netherworld Secret Realm.
The Starry Sky was pitch-black, so distant it was nearly impossible to make out with the naked eye. Yet with divine sense, they could clearly perceive that person's existence.
A meteorite floated in the Starry Sky, with nothing around it.
Chu Tian sat cross-legged upon the meteorite, his eyes tightly shut and his hands forming seals before his knees.
No radiant light spilled from his body, nor did any phenomena rise around him. There was only an aura so profound it had reached the extreme, slowly circulating like a slumbering colossal dragon breathing. Every inhalation and exhalation stirred the void for tens of thousands of miles around him.
The meteorite beneath him remained utterly motionless, yet the space around it was faintly distorting. When the dust scattered through the void approached within a hundred zhang of him, it would automatically veer away, as though it had encountered an invisible barrier and dared not draw near.
His aura had stabilized at the peak of the Emperor Venerable Realm. Seven Great