That day, Meng Chuan awakened Yaoyao and the others. His guidance had come to an end.
"Are you leaving?" Yaoyao asked.
Meng Chuan shook his head, then nodded. "I still have a little time. I'm going to take a walk."
"When I return to Earth, I'll be ready to leave."
The Lingbao Dao Fruit within Meng Chuan's Lingbao Wheel was nearing perfection. Perhaps he would reach this world's limit while still on the road.
Yaoyao and the others watched Meng Chuan descend the mountain.
Meng Chuan did not step directly into the starry sky. First, he wandered across Earth.
Ever since the earlier great battle, Earth's transformation had accelerated, shifting into high gear.
That battle had shaken Earth, spurring it to change.
During this time, many Mutant Trees on the famous mountains had evolved. The fruits they bore and the flowers they bloomed had grown far more potent, becoming divine treasures of evolution.
The famous mountains all glowed. Emei's Golden Summit shone brilliantly, with radiant phantoms of gods and Buddhas.
On Longhu Mountain, dragon roars and tiger howls seemed to ring out, shaking the mind and sweeping away evil demons.
Earth dragons surged beneath Kunlun Mountain. It changed day by day, its mountains transforming into gods.
Mount Tai towered beyond reach, high enough to touch the sky. Exotic Flowers and Fruits covered the ground, while great swaths of mist dispersed.
Across Earth, the concentration of energy in heaven and earth had risen sharply.
Most importantly, with its revival and transformation reaching this point, Earth now allowed Evolutionaries of the Xiaoyao Realm to descend—or to be born there.
Both the Earth Will's openness and Earth's resources could support the emergence of the Xiaoyao Realm.
And the Xiaoyao Realm was a threshold.
Once that threshold was crossed, Earth's restrictions on living beings