Chaos mist filled the radiant gate suspended high in the heavens, surging and roaring like ocean waves. Its impacts shook all of heaven and earth, creating a staggering spectacle.
Towering waves rose in a vast expanse of white. Chaos qi surged forth like a million-strong army charging into battle. Many watched in awe; they would see such a magnificent sight only once in their lives.
"So this is the small thousand world opened up by an ancient Supreme? What an astonishing feat! Just how mighty must they have been?" Everyone marveled, their hearts filled with longing.
Even the various Cult Masters found it wondrous. Though they could also open up spaces, they could never create such an enormous small world with fully developed laws.
"They say that a mere wisp of a true Supreme's pressure can shake mountains and rivers, blur the sun and moon, and make Cult Masters bow in submission. It seems the rumors were true!" the ancestor of the Taotie clan exclaimed.
He was an old monster who had lived for an extraordinarily long time. Despite his white hair, waning vitality, and aged appearance, once he unleashed his might, he could swallow even the heavens. His terror knew no bounds.
Everyone remembered one particular battle years ago, when he had devoured an entire great clan alive, including quite a few Cultivator Leader level beings. His divine might had been unrivaled.
Most unbelievable of all, everyone had thought his lifespan was nearly exhausted and that he had long since passed away in meditation. Yet he had lived on all this time. His cultivation had probably advanced again.
Now, heaven alone knew how powerful and terrifying he was!
"That realm is beyond imagination. Even half a step away, the difference is still that between heaven and earth. Sadly, since