Several days passed in succession. Everyone struggled to cross, racing toward the end of the azure stone stairway, and Qingyi was no exception.
Only on the ninth day did they finally approach the end, about to enter the Multicolored World a day earlier than in previous years.
But the closer they came, the fiercer the fighting grew. Everyone wanted to be the first into the Ancient Realm and seize the best blessed ground for secluded cultivation.
Thus, at the end of the azure stone stairs, divine power seethed and runes filled the sky. The battles were brutally fierce, and blood covered the ground.
Moreover, the Six-Crown King, the Ten-Crown King, the Ancient Freaks, and the other strongest figures throughout the ages fought more fiercely than anyone.
"Kill!"
Even Qingyi was targeted and attacked by several people, but she made it through without serious danger and reached the end of the azure stone path.
Looking out, she saw one multicolored "bubble" after another before her, wrapped in chaos qi and carrying an ancient air.
In fact, each "bubble" represented a Small World, a stretch of territory. Some overlapped, while others lay far apart.
Without exception, however, the worlds within were vast beyond measure, sacred and peaceful, filled with opportunities that drew people to explore them.
"I hope my luck holds and I find a suitable pure land to cultivate in seclusion and ignite my divine fire!" Qingyi murmured.
Then she chose a slightly larger "bubble" and plunged inside. The instant she tore through its shimmering surface, rich spiritual energy washed over her, bringing incomparable comfort.
At last, she clearly glimpsed part of it: an immense land covered in dense forests, with a giant city on the horizon inhabited by many living beings.
Without hesitation, Qingyi sped in one direction, for auspicious