Six years had passed since Celestial Xia's war with Origin Xia.
With the collapse of the Constant Dao, more and more realms had emerged of their own accord. Even Celestial Xia found it difficult to know their exact number.
Yet not every realm could endure. Some persisted for ages, while others swiftly perished, like bubbles rising from the depths of the water—one after another, born and extinguished.
As every realm possessed a certain chance of giving rise to powers of a high level, and thus potentially threatening Celestial Xia, and as the Constant Dao no longer existed, these realms would not necessarily produce life akin to that of Celestial Xia. All manner of strange and bizarre creatures could emerge.
Thus, whenever a new realm was discovered, Celestial Xia dispatched cultivators to investigate and observe it. If it showed signs of collapse, they waited for it to fail on its own. If it appeared capable of lasting, they sent cultivators of profound attainment to continue watching it, so as to understand its circumstances.
The Celestial Xia of today no longer devoted itself to spreading the Celestial Xia Dao Ideal throughout the outer realms. When Origin Xia still existed, if they had not done so, those outer realms would have been invaded and destroyed by Origin Xia. Now that Origin Xia was gone, there was naturally no such need. Otherwise, the Dao of Celestial Xia would become another Constant Dao in a different sense.
Within the Two-Realm Passage of some uncharted realm, a massive, heavy Creation flying vessel was traveling from Celestial Xia toward the other end.
Xu Chengtong sat upright within the main cabin's seat, expressionlessly watching the flickering, shifting radiance beyond Zhou.
The cabin was furnished comfortably and splendidly; it could even be called luxurious.
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