Beyond the Milky Way Ruins, clouds of Humanity World's fate allotment, invisible to ordinary cultivators, rolled past.
The radiance of the stars at the edge was reflected in every direction by a faint, mist-like layer.
The Return Ruins shone with boundless brilliance, dazzling beyond compare amid the pitch-black void of the Starry Sky Beyond Heaven, outside the Humanity Heaven of Universe.
Its glow could be seen at a glance.
Yet ordinary cultivators still remained within the Milky Way Ruins, awaiting the opening of the Immortal Daoist Grounds that had been the talk of the town.
But from the moment the news emerged, the Heavenly Secrets had already become equally clear in an instant.
To the southeast of the Milky Way Ruins—
Cultivators had already arrived there.
The stars gleamed brilliantly, yet darkness dominated most of the region, while the Sky Screen beneath the cosmos hung in a dim gray expanse.
This place, however, was unusually filled with treasure light and flowing radiance streaking past like meteors.
The cries of divine birds and exotic beasts also broke the stillness here.
Strands of unclear Energy Flow wound through this equally nameless starfield.
This starfield was vast, and no true world of living beings existed within it.
Yet this inexplicable region of the stars seemed to lie on a different level from every other place in the same direction.
If the Starry Sky Beyond Heaven within the Humanity Heaven of Universe, including that Humanity World, all rested above the surface of the cosmic waters, then this starfield was like a corner of a mirror that had suddenly sunk inward.
It carried an unseen momentum of plunging downward.
There was no need to sense it with spiritual perception. One only needed to stand here for that utterly strange feeling to rise within one's heart.