The fall of four Heaven-Ruling Ones and three Mahayana cultivators turned this world upside down. Radiant clouds grew as thick as storm clouds, and golden lotuses sprang from the ground as though they cost nothing, crowding together so densely that there was no longer anywhere to set foot.
The third of its territory that had been dug away was not only restored, but had expanded to more than three times its original size.
Jubilant joy arose between heaven and earth.
Yet just as the living beings of Zhaohua rejoiced for their world, a sudden upheaval struck. Heaven's Will, which had remained motionless all this time, abruptly attacked, plunging straight into Zhaohua's source.
"This is bad!" Xuanwei's expression shifted.
But it was already too late.
Heaven's Will moved with astonishing speed. Using the two grotto-heavens of Perched Cloud and Zhaohua as anchors, it forcibly severed half the newborn Zhaohua's source and territory, then turned and retreated toward Fuli in an incomprehensible manner.
The whole process flowed like drifting clouds and running water, as though it had watched someone else do this a thousand times and learned to imitate them.
The Heavenly Venerable's phantom paused briefly as he watched this strikingly familiar scene. Then, with a thought, his consciousness crossed the boundless void in pursuit.
Within the World Sea, the two consciousnesses fled and pursued, churning everything along their path into bewildering chaos. As time passed, the distance between them steadily shrank. Just as the Heavenly Venerable's consciousness was about to reach Heaven's Will, the latter abruptly stopped. An immense heavenly domain stretched before them both-Fuli Heaven.
Heaven's Will glanced back at the Heavenly Venerable's phantom with indifference, then immediately became a torrent and returned to its main body. Afterward, the main body of Fuli's Heaven's Will manifested.
A slender figure with