Farther. Ever farther.
Higher. Ever higher.
By any conventional measure, Meng Chuan had not moved. He remained where he was.
But on the level of the Dao, he truly seemed to be leaving the Mortal World, slowly rising.
The Great Dao and Chaos formed a world of their own. Now Meng Chuan was drifting upward, leaving that world behind.
In the Boundless Chaos Sea, the Primordial Unity Dao had revived, broken through its limits, and touched the nonexistent "outer realm." Now another Phenomena appeared.
Above the Boundless Chaos Sea, something invisible seemed to have emerged.
Countless beings living in its boundless worlds, along with the supreme existences who had already transcended those worlds, all felt as though something had appeared over their heads.
Those who felt it could not help looking up. There was nothing there, yet the feeling persisted.
They felt watched, and a weight pressed upon their hearts.
It was as though a deity gazed down upon the Eight Directions from an undetectable dimension, lofty and utterly indifferent.
Yet a deity could not linger long in the Mortal Realm. This one, too, was drifting farther and farther from the world.
Only the deity's will, laws, and order remained, governing all things as an eternal, unchanging truth.
The feeling left the countless beings who knew nothing of the truth utterly bewildered.
At the Source of Time, the Great Powers watched Meng Chuan change. They saw him gradually leave the Mortal World and watched him "ascend to heaven."
The Primordial Unity Dao had already extended beyond the Chaos Sea. With every passing second, it spread farther still, bringing power without end or limit.
That power gathered within Meng Chuan, bringing him into a state without limits as well.
Limitless power lifted him higher and higher. Though an infinite pull dragged