Stepping Towards the Distance

After pondering for a while, Zhang Sanxian smiled soundlessly and looked at Wowa inside the crystal sphere. "I can spare your life, but from this day onward, you must assist the Dragon Dove Clan."

Wowa was first startled upon hearing this. Instinctively, she pinched her fingers and calculated. Then shock appeared on her little face. "The wormhole will be destroyed?! Y-you mean to have the Dragon Dove Clan—settle permanently in this region?"

"Your calculations are quite accurate." Zhang Sanxian smiled faintly. "That's right."

Wowa froze for a moment, then let out a long breath as though a thousand-pound burden had been lifted from her shoulders. "Rest assured, Ancestor. This humble one will wholeheartedly assist the Dragon Dove Clan from now on.

"This region is—excellent. Once the wormhole is destroyed, at least for tens of thousands of years, no cultivators from the outside world will disturb it. It could be called—a paradise beyond the world. It's just—"

After hesitating briefly, she said, "How do you intend to destroy that wormhole? It is extraordinarily stable. Even if the Floating Slaughter Demon Venerable came in person, I fear it would be difficult to—"

"What?" Zhang Sanxian interrupted with a smile that was not quite a smile. "You can't calculate it?"

Wowa's little face fell, and she shook her head helplessly. "Ancestor, you see clearly—though I don't know why, whenever it concerns your past or future, things farther away are manageable. But once they draw closer, all I see is pitch-black darkness. Nothing at all..."

"So that's how it is."

Zhang Sanxian nodded and said no more.

Some time later.

In the vast universe, under the watchful eyes of the four Dragon Dove Clan members and Wowa.

Zhang Sanxian took a single step and entered that dark, black wormhole, vanishing completely from sight.

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