In the blink of an eye, several decades had passed. The hundred-year deadline agreed upon with the Lord of Creation was drawing very, very near.
Infinite Realm Outer Heaven.
A magnificent streak of sword light flashed, cleaving open the endless void. Vast quantities of scattered Great Dao power fled in every direction like giant pythons stirred into frenzy, roaming outward as energy churned wherever they passed.
It was as though one world after another had exploded, while the phantom outlines of new worlds were faintly being opened up.
The Civilization River surged onward, and an enormous Dao Domain emerged. Endless powers of ice and fire revolved and transformed without cease, wondrous beyond measure.
Above the Dao Domain stood a woman in calm silence. Ice and fire swirled within her eyes, and her aura was incomparably powerful. She had clearly reached the end of the Infinite Realm, attaining the ninth level of the Infinite Realm.
"Break!"
With a sharp cry, the enormous ice-and-fire Dao Domain trembled lightly!
The next second, the endlessly rolling and revolving powers of ice and fire began to quiver rapidly. Gradually, a trace of black and white emerged, carrying a hint of the mysteries of the Yin-Yang Great Dao. The massive Dao Domain, too, gradually underwent some peculiar changes.
A profound black-and-white hue was like ink poured into the sea, swiftly staining the entire Dao Domain with unimaginable tenacity and speed.
Throughout it all, the woman calmly watched. As the Dao Domain changed, threads of black-and-white power appeared around her as well, carrying an indescribably ancient and chaotic intent. The powers of ice and fire gradually receded.
The violent aura vanished, replaced by an unspeakable heaviness.
It was not merely strength, but the accumulation of years, eras, and civilizations. The aura of the Yin-Yang Great Dao grew