Several days later, Zhao Xiaoxiang led Li Nishang and the Lord to the rear courtyard of the residence. The moment they crossed through a doorway, space and time shifted and flowed, before the view suddenly opened up.
The Zhao Family residence was not large, covering barely over a thousand square meters. Naturally, the rear courtyard was not particularly spacious either.
This was not Li Nishang's first time here, and she still remembered the layout of the rear courtyard.
Yet this time, what she saw was utterly different from before.
Beyond the doorway was not the courtyard they had expected, but a vast world.
A lone peak rose beside a great lake. Ripples danced across the water, lotuses blooming in profusion. Someone sat cross-legged atop the peak, seemingly breathing in rhythm with the sun, drawing in the essence of heaven and earth, inhaling the world itself. The entire world seemed to breathe along with him.
And when they looked into the distance, this realm stretched endlessly beyond sight.
The scene had the very feeling of a mortal accidentally stumbling into an immortal's blessed grotto in some mythological tale of spirits and wonders.
The divine ability to split open heaven and earth was unquestionably astonishing. Especially in this world, where even the strongest sword masters of old could merely send out their Primordial Spirits and kill from a thousand paces away, while opening blessed lands and grotto-heavens existed only in mythological stories.
Yet in the eyes of the two Half-Lords, Zhao Cheng possessing such divine abilities was surprising, but upon reflection, it also seemed only natural.
Compared to the open expanse before them, what truly shocked them was not the creation of this world, but the fact that within it existed energy that could be directly controlled by the mind!
This world