Beyond the world, the astral winds had yet to fully disperse, but their momentum was already far weaker than before.
On a level beyond the sight of ordinary people, a towering figure stood silently surveying the Spirit-Void Realm. He wore a red robe and an iron crown, his body like a mass of darkness that could not be dissolved, impossible to see through. Only his eyes, crimson as fire, radiated a power that scorched the mind. He was Venerable Chi Yuan.
"The preparations for the ritual have already begun. Those native gods of the Divine Dao Founding likely never imagined that I would use Zhong Yan to alter the ritual, replacing the power they intended to use to draw upon the divine artifact with power to receive me instead."
"I can feel it—I am drawing ever closer to the Spirit-Void Realm. If this continues, it will not be long before I can attempt to descend into the Spirit-Void Realm. When that time comes, I will surely give every force in the Spirit-Void Realm a surprise."
Murmuring softly, Venerable Chi Yuan made no effort to conceal his disdain for the Spirit-Void Realm's divine path.
In his eyes, although the divine path of the Spirit-Void Realm possessed a true divine artifact to suppress its foundation, it fell short in every other respect. Many of its methods were crude, utterly unworthy of a qualified major divine-path power. That was precisely why he could so easily borrow a hen to lay his own eggs and accomplish his scheme.
If this had been in his Great Scarlet Heaven, there would have been a certain chance that methods like his would be discovered. But the Spirit-Void Realm was different. The immortal path here might flourish, but the divine path was truly too shallow.
"This ritual of