For countless years, the Dao Fusion cultivators had never ceased their explorations of the multiverse and what lay beyond it. Yet no one had ever reached beyond the multiverse.
That something truly existed beyond the multiverse was beyond doubt.
For in the distant past, many beings had, through strange twists of fate, reached beyond the multiverse and left traces there.
Skycloud King was among them!
Skycloud King had even always felt that his eventual success in fusing with the Dao was directly connected to that bizarre experience of his.
Yet in all the years that followed, no matter how he explored, he could never again descend into that spacetime he had once visited—until this very moment.
In Skycloud King's memories, a little over a thousand years ago, a group of ultimate powerhouses had caught a glimpse of something beyond heaven and earth, beyond mystery and yellow.
Over the following millennium, that shadow had grown ever clearer. Until this instant, the shadow had finally become real, and he had successfully arrived in another world.
Though this world had changed beyond recognition, with a sea of blood outside and chaos within, he could still sense a peculiar feeling here—something his own world did not possess.
"It's actually a weapon. Just what kind of powerhouse could forge such a weapon?!"
With a single glance, Skycloud King saw the skeletal claw reaching down. With his insight, he naturally saw at once that this was no living being, but a weapon.
This weapon was immensely powerful. Had he not attained the Dao Fusion realm, he would have been no match for it.
But the Dao Fusion realm was different. Below Dao Fusion, all were ants—even quasi-Dao Fusion cultivators only half a step away were no exception.
Yet even a Dao Fusion powerhouse could not possibly