Inside the Heavenly Lord Palace lay a complete world.
It connected respectively to the Heavenly Realm and the primordial universe.
Like an enormous passageway, it ran through them and replaced the entrances and exits.
Inside the palace, surprisingly, there were none of the countless living beings everyone had expected, no hordes of vicious, cruel monsters, much less unknown experts or trials... There was only an empty expanse of heaven and earth.
An endless gray plain stretched as far as the eye could see. The sky carried a trace of gloom, the stones in the earth seemed faintly soaked through with blood, and even the wind blowing toward them carried a light stench of blood.
Every color in this place seemed somewhat monotonous.
There was no ascension; the occasional splash of color meant a stroke of fortune, the emergence of some treasure.
Across this vast world, countless living beings swept through like a plague of locusts, frantically scavenging everything. Here, even an ordinary stone contained exceptionally dense special power. After absorbing it, its effects were not much inferior to those of the immortal spirit dragons outside.
It was just that, because they were so sturdy, they were difficult to take away.
This world resembled a volcano that had suddenly lost all life. Every light had been extinguished, leaving behind only a trace of residual warmth to nurture new life...
"This place seems a little different from when we entered last time."
"It's too quiet, and this atmosphere doesn't feel right either..."
The Dao Ancestors looked at the scene before them, finding it both familiar and strange.
When they had entered this place back then, it had not been like this. It had been incomparably prosperous, brimming with life everywhere, truly like a vast and flourishing greater world. Even if there had