A moment later, a Nine-Colored Divine Bridge spanned the Cloud Sea, descending from the nine heavens and settling firmly atop Heavenly Pillar Mountain.
The immortals of the Heavenly Realm descended step by step, their robes fluttering as they landed one after another upon the snow-covered summit and quietly surveyed their surroundings.
"There are seven auras in total. It seems they have all entered the Primordial Ancient Realm."
Shen Yun swept out with his divine sense and immediately understood. "That Devil Ancestor is certainly decisive. He was even willing to abandon the Underworld."
How could an old monster who had lived for hundreds of millions of years have failed to notice what Shen Yun could think of?
Clearly, after realizing that annexing the Heavenly Realm was hopeless, the Devil Ancestor had simply smashed his cauldrons and sunk his boats, placing all his hopes on the secret of breaking through to the King Realm.
"If I am not mistaken, the Devil Ancestor has completely refined the Heart of the Underworld. That is why he is so fearless."
The White Emperor's expression darkened slightly as he said in a grave voice, "So long as his true body remains undying, he can create a second Underworld at any time. As for those hundreds of millions of demons, they were merely chess pieces he discarded at will."
The Heart of the World was the essential source of a world, the very foundation that sustained the workings of order and the changes of time and space.
The so-called Fortune's Children were merely lucky people favored by the World Origin, who then enjoyed smooth sailing from that point onward. With a flick of his finger, the Devil Ancestor could produce such people by the batch.
"The Heavenly Dao is unkind, treating all things as straw dogs." The