The True World of the Past

Solid white clouds formed a road. Countless magnificent palaces rose and fell amid the boundless Sea of Clouds.

Every palace contained its own universe, with spaces vast enough to rival a cosmos. Specks of starlight lay hidden within—real stars, magnificent rivers of stars.

It appeared to be a cluster of palaces, but in truth, it was one vast sealed universe after another.

A woman with an ethereal, otherworldly air held an emerald-green branch. With a light tap of her toes, she passed through the Sea of Clouds and crossed palace after palace.

Her loose white robes concealed her delicate, graceful figure, while her smooth black hair draped down her back. She was none other than the missing Goddess Who Delivers Sons.

The aura around her now held less of that pure, flawless quality that had bordered on demonic, and more tranquil, profound detachment.

Passing through the white Sea of Clouds and the countless palaces, the woman arrived before a palace shrouded in deep-blue watery light.

As she passed through that bubble-like layer of waterlight, the view suddenly opened up.

A vast, tranquil valley appeared before her. Colored clouds overlapped, purple mist filled the sky, and vegetation flourished to the utmost. Exotic flowers and spirit springs covered the mountains and plains.

The faintly sweet scent in the air contained life force so dense it was almost tangible. A mortal merely needed to remain here for a moment to be cured of illness and pain, their lifespan extended.

Within the deep valley lay a quiet lake. A pure white lotus bloomed upon its surface, radiating moonlike, immaculate light.

A woman sat upon that white lotus. Her deep-blue hair shimmered with specks of starlight, and her features possessed an exotic beauty unlike those of the East.

The Goddess Who Delivers Sons, dressed in