In some unknown state, Jiang Ding drifted without awareness across a vast distance and a vast span of time, finally arriving at an unknown place.
The space here had the color of dusk and smelled of age.
As he drew closer, what lay ahead gradually came into focus.
It was a place like a layer caught between others, with no front or back. Everything within it repeated without end, forever the same.
Until this very moment.
From beyond the heavens came countless tiny points of light. One by one, they fell into this layer of dusk-bound time and became a living being, an object, or a blade of grass within it.
Here, Jiang Ding began to recover a little awareness.
He watched the tiny points of light and found them exceedingly weak. Many were mere mortals or Qi Refining and Foundation Establishment cultivators, too numerous to count. He occasionally spotted cultivators at the Dao Integration or Celestial stages and had no idea how they had entered this place.
This went on for a long time.
Then, suddenly,
a point of light appeared that was no longer tiny. As large as a mountain, it drew the eye.
"Dao Child... a Dao Child from an ordinary great world..."
Jiang Ding spoke evenly.
Every great world had several such beings.
After that first mountain-sized point appeared, more emerged in succession. The number of Dao Children here approached a hundred. Many plainly carried the aura of incense worship and had to be divine heirs of the Divine Dao Supremes.
The Big Dipper Holy Land's scheme had succeeded. Whether they could truly lure these divine heirs to their deaths remained to be seen.
Since these divine heirs had dared enter, they must have had some confidence. They were no fools, and the many Divine Dao