Ming Xin's divine sense swept across the azure planet before him like invisible ripples.
The planet's mountains and terrain, distribution of nations, energy signatures, and the unique Dou Qi system permeating heaven and earth rapidly formed a clear picture in his mind.
However, when this information resonated with a sealed corner of his memories, an exceedingly strange expression appeared on Ming Xin's face.
"This aura... this power system... and those familiar soul fluctuations..."
He murmured in disbelief, "This place... is actually the world of Battle Through the Heavens?!"
In an instant, the plot of the novel he had read in his previous life surged into his mind like a tide.
That stubborn youth who had fallen from genius to good-for-nothing, endured countless scornful looks, yet ultimately declared, "Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river—do not despise a poor young man"—Xiao Yan.
And his magnificent journey of defying the odds all the way to becoming an emperor vividly surfaced in his mind.
What struck him as even more coincidental, even absurd, was that his divine sense clearly detected that this very moment was just before the famous Three-Year Agreement was to be fulfilled!
The youth named Xiao Yan was currently heading toward the Misty Cloud Sect, filled with fury and defiance!
"Never would I have thought... never would I have thought..." Ming Xin shook his head with a laugh, a trace of nostalgia and emotion flashing through his eyes.
"Traveling through the myriad heavens, and the first orderly world I set foot in lets me witness this legendary 'iconic scene' with my own eyes."
He composed himself. He knew that with his strength, even a wisp of his naturally emitted aura would be enough to instantly collapse this fragile plane and shatter its laws.
He had