The Cosmic God, That Divine Palace

Dongbo Xueying was secretly startled, using the void to sense that wisp of fluctuation sweeping past.

"The range is enormous."

That single act of sensing left Dongbo Xueying shocked.

Even with the range of his own void perception, that wisp of fluctuation felt boundless and endless. If true bodies of invincible existences such as the Xia Emperor and Ancestor Fan descended, their oppressive might might well make him involuntarily feel fear. But now, merely a single boundless, endless fluctuation sweeping past was enough to make him—a dignified Cosmos God—afraid?

"Could it be...?" A faint guess arose in Dongbo Xueying's heart, and his eyes immediately lit up.

He had no time to care about anything else. The door to the quiet chamber opened...