A deep yet ethereal voice echoed through this world. At last, the three Treading-Void Split Souls understood who stood before them.
When the Sea Pavilion True Lord had taught them his arts, he had also imprinted their souls with an image of the aura of the Creation Origin he sought.
With that image to guide them, they had something to compare against on Canglan Continent, ensuring they could find the treasure for the True Lord.
And here, at this very moment, the aura sensed by their split souls had become unmistakably clear.
The vast, mysterious spirit before them was the very Creation Origin they had gone to such lengths to find!
But the circumstances of this meeting were nothing like the three Upper Cultivators had imagined.
Nor had they ever heard, while in the Upper Realm, that the Creation Origin was a living being with a mind and spirit body of its own.
"Is this... is this the Creation Origin the True Lord wanted, the one with spatial divine powers?"
One Treading-Void Split Soul stared blankly at Wu Chang, imprisoned here by chains of frost and snow, and muttered the words.
The other two reacted much the same way. Their understanding of the world had been shattered, and they were still struggling to piece it back together.
Wu Chang slowly lowered his head and looked at the three Upper Cultivator split souls, tiny as grains of sand. "Indeed. I am the one that little Immortal Dao cultivator desires. In your words, the Creation Origin."
"But with that little cultivator's attainment, he knows what I am called without understanding what I am. By now, you should see that I am nothing like the Creation Origins he has encountered before."
At those words, the oldest cultivator's split soul was the first to