At this moment, the twelve Realm Lords fell silent.
Across the entire Origin True Realm, countless living beings stared at that figure in shock.
Ling Xiao stood incomparably tall and majestic, as though all of Origin lay beneath his feet.
He was the Lord of Myth, the will of all mythology.
"Why were you able to break free from the scheme we laid down across billions of eras?"
The Primordial Beginning Realm Lord spoke coldly, staring fixedly at Ling Xiao.
He was still as unfathomable as ever, but the aura around him had become even more inconceivable.
Myth had returned, and he was stronger than before.
Ling Xiao smiled faintly. "What you seek is on me."
"Thanks to your help, I entered endless cycles of reincarnation and was finally able to grasp it."
He did not hide it, openly telling them the truth.
The current Ling Xiao needed no tricks and feared no opponent.
This was the lofty gaze of one looking down from above, an indifference toward all things.
"What? Impossible! If it were on you, how could we have failed to discover it?"
Lord of the Law Realm shouted, visibly shaken at that moment.
The thing they had pursued so bitterly had actually been on Ling Xiao all along, right beneath their very noses, yet they had not discovered it?
"You still do not understand. The power I possess has long surpassed your imagination."
Ling Xiao shook his head, expressionless.
The original nine realms had been born from one place: the Heavenly Abyss.
Later, the nine great Realm Lords joined forces to explore the end of the Heavenly Abyss, where they discovered a seed.
That seed represented everything. It could be called "nothing," or "the Dao," "beginning," "∞," and so on.
Later, the other Realm Lords grew jealous