"Could it be a void cultivator who recently underwent Dao Transformation?"
A questioning voice rang out.
"In our world, I am the only void cultivator."
The ripple called Blacklight answered.
"So... it really is a newcomer?"
"Most likely."
"Old Nine, Old Black, a newcomer is a good thing, isn't it?"
At that moment, the ripple that had first complained of boredom spread outward.
"It... should be."
The one called Old Nine answered vaguely.
"For us, it's good news. For him, the disaster has begun."
Blacklight answered in the same calm yet wooden tone.
"The Void Tide."
Old Nine sighed as well. "Another world is about to be swallowed."
Whoosh!
Just then, a violent disturbance came from nearby. The ripples it stirred seemed about to form waves, surging toward them with overwhelming force, like a great hand formed of tides.
"It's Heavenly Track!"
A voice filled with shock and anger suddenly spread from the direction of the person who had complained of boredom.
Then he hurriedly warned Li Xian, "Quick! Newcomer, get back! That madman wants to capture your world's coordinates!" Li Xian could not understand their exchange.
Still, this contact was different from what he had imagined.
He had thought it would be some secret realm serving as a trial ground, where prodigies fought to the death, their brilliance illuminating one another.
Here, people could not even meet face-to-face.
It was meaningless.
He immediately cut off his perception of this "Mirror Lake World" and withdrew his consciousness.
"How was it? Did you meet the many prodigies who arrived through Spirits of the Void?"
The moment he returned, Lingxu asked eagerly, "I remember Master once sat there discussing the Dao, winning over one chosen genius after another. With your talent, you would surely shine and distinguish yourself there too."
"Discussing the