Qian Renxue (119)

Qian Renxue's phantom flickered slightly. Her gaze passed over mountains and rivers and fell on the cheering crowd before the Monument of Heroes, and a gentle smile appeared at the corner of her mouth. "They've done even better than we imagined." Her voice was as light as a breeze, yet carried a firmness that crossed time and space. "A hundred years of peace and development, the birth of ten Limit Douluo, the complete closing of the Void Space passage... Back then, we wouldn't even have dared to dream of these things."

Lin Mo stood to one side, his blue-gold phantom looking somewhat translucent beneath the sunlight, but his eyes were still as sharp as ever. "Yes. Back then, even after giving everything we had, we only barely managed to seal the Void Overlord's source and drive back the projection of the Will of the Source of the Void. Who could have thought that a hundred years later, our descendants would completely resolve this calamity?"

Zhao Feng was silent for a moment. He drew his gaze back from the distant crowd and looked at the Void Desert beneath their feet—now a verdant land of life. Suddenly, his brow furrowed, and the golden light within his phantom rippled slightly.

"What is it?" Lin Mo keenly noticed that something was off with Zhao Feng.

"Do you feel it... deep beneath this land, something is awakening?" Zhao Feng's voice grew grave. His phantom slowly crouched, and he pressed his palm against the void, as if sensing the pulse deep within the earth.

Qian Renxue's phantom jolted violently. Her angel wings spread open in an instant, and golden light exploded from her body. Her eyes became incomparably sharp. "Zhao Feng is right. An extremely faint, extremely hidden strand of Void Power is seeping out from