Today, All-Under-Heaven City watched Jiang Wang. Beneath Jiang Wang's feet, clouds rose as he climbed, one step ascending into the high heavens.
The heavens rose thirty-three layers high; no waves could be seen in the azure void.
Off he swam into the deep sea!
The deep sea of the Heavenly Dao was boundless and endless; Jiang Wang was unfettered and free.
In this age when the Sinless Celestial Being was confined within the Sea of Sin, when Mi Zhiben still slept unawakened, he was the freest existence in the deep sea of the Heavenly Dao.
Having proven himself as a Celestial Being of The Present World through three proofs, then merged with the Demon Heaven, Devil Heaven, Asura Heaven, Netherworld Heaven, and Cang Sea Heaven—he was the most powerful tributary of the Heavenly Dao beneath The Present World. Across all heavens and myriad realms, there was nowhere he could not go.
Perhaps other powerful beings capable of roaming the deep sea of the Heavenly Dao existed as well, but for one reason or another, they could not step into the open—this too was a kind of unfreedom.
To be able to stand beneath the sunlight was itself a kind of strength.
Beneath heaven's light, there was none but him.
Demon Realm, Primordial Imperial City, Investiture Platform.
Today, banners stood everywhere, and colored ribbons arched like rainbows.
Ever since Qi Xianglin had burned in the Red Dust Tribulation, and Jiang Wang had declared that no one in all heavens and myriad realms could reach the absolute peak without his nod, there truly had not been another ascendant during this time...
The path of transcendence was blocked and long. To win even the possibility of ascending to the peak meant being one in hundreds of millions; it was already a fleeting