Standing within the Primordial Beginning Realm, beyond all dimensions and concepts, Ming Xin looked down upon the boundless void, shattered and lifeless after the collapse of the old Dao.
There lay not only the despair of the beings of the Primordial World, but also countless lives that had perished along with other worlds, their true spirits broken and their traces on the verge of vanishing completely.
There was neither sorrow nor joy in his eyes, only a calm will as tranquil as the source itself.
"Having existed, they have meaning."
"Return."
There was no earth-shattering display of divine power, only the gentle sweep of his Primordial Will.
In an instant, a miracle occurred.
Within the void, specks of starlight lit up. Broken true spirits were being reforged and restored!
Across the Primordial World, familiar figures materialized from illusion into reality, their expressions shifting from bewilderment to wild joy.
The cultivators, mortals, even the plant and beast spirits who had fallen in this battle were all revived! Their auras were even stronger than before!
And not only those of the Primordial World! The billions of heroic spirits who had sacrificed themselves in Divine Tomb's Heaven Defiance, the emperors and sovereigns who had perished during Zhetian's Dark Turmoil, the heroes and mortals who had fallen in countless calamities across the Myriad Worlds...
So long as even the slightest trace of their existence remained within Ming Xin's perception, they were granted life anew under these newborn laws!
This was the grace of true creation, a virtue beyond life and death!
After doing all this, Ming Xin turned his gaze toward the core where the Old Universe had finally been annihilated.
There, the Great Dao Incarnate and the Darkness of the Great Dao had perished together in their mutual devouring, leaving behind only