After several attempts, no one dared set foot there lightly again.
Scarlet Glow River's reputation as a "forbidden land" was completely confirmed.
By now, the rumors concerning "Immortal Trace" had grown ever more fantastical, even drawing the attention of certain ancient lineages deep within the starry sky.
However, before anyone confirmed whether Scarlet Glow River had become the private territory of that Great Emperor of the current age, these lineages that had endured for endless years would not necessarily dare to head there rashly.
This day,
The Female Emperor, who had once again sat in silence for over half a year, slowly opened her eyes. Beneath her mask, her gaze was as still as an ancient well.
She extended a hand, her pale fingertips once more gathering a wisp of black light, which lightly touched the place where the Formless Cocoon lay.
Through that faint sensation, she could detect that the vitality within the cocoon had become increasingly majestic. The Nirvana Dao rhythm had also grown more active and intense, as though it could break free from the cocoon at any moment.
But it was still lacking something.
The Nirvana had yet to be fully completed, and the person within the cocoon remained muddled and unconscious.
Of course, she did not know whether there truly had never been even a moment of clarity amid that haze.
"Soon..."
The Female Emperor withdrew her hand and murmured softly to herself.
This day, she did not continue sitting in silent wait.
Stillness gave rise to the urge to move.
Or rather, she needed to make certain special preparations.
After all, during the chaos of the past, the other party's method of escaping even while surrounded by all the Supremes had been far too unbelievable.
Rustle...
She rose to her feet and gave