The Heavens, atop Emperor Treading Peak in the Cangming Realm.
Lin Yue spoke softly. At the pinnacle of the Immortal Emperor realm, he had transcended Path's End and sacrificed every Dao fruit he had gathered throughout the myriad worlds. Now that he had returned, it meant he had joined the ranks of the strongest, reaching the highest summit the myriad worlds permitted to exist.
"After cultivating through endless ages and crossing the ancient histories of countless eras, I sacrificed everything I possessed in the myriad worlds and returned to the world once more. What a wondrous, unfamiliar feeling. Perhaps it is time for the journey to end."
He murmured to himself, as though speaking for all things to hear. From the Immortal Ancient Era to Chaotic Ancient, then to The Heavens, and now his return after sacrificing his Dao, even Lin Yue could not keep his heart from stirring.
Bearing the battle banner of the Nine Heavens, opening a sliver of hope amid destruction, fighting bitter battles across the Myriad Heavens, sheltering all living beings, and ascending to Sacrificial Dao-such experiences were impossible to let go of. Even after sacrificing his Dao, his heart still trembled. Perhaps only someone who had transcended could remain calm.
Then Lin Yue's true spirit slowly withdrew into nothingness, as though he no longer existed in the world.
In another stretch of spacetime.
The praises of all living beings sent tremors through the myriad worlds. As they watched the Heavenly Emperor Wusheng, who had vanished from ancient history and time, descend into the world again, none concealed their excitement. Whether in this spacetime or another, whether cultivators of the Myriad Heavens or The Heavens, their hearts surged. For the cultivators of the Nine Heavens in particular, that towering figure before them carried far too much