Fate Is Fixed, but Man Makes His Own Way!

Above the Void Realm, Canglan Continent.

This realm was composed of countless interwoven spaces. Without the art of Treading Void, any cultivator who entered it—whether a minor Qi Gathering Realm cultivator or a Mystic Insight Venerable—would be instantly ground to dust by the irresistible force of space.

Nor were there any lands, oceans, skies, or anything of the sort within this realm.

There was only endless deathly silence, and as far as the eye could see, star-clouds of every color drifting amid the intersecting spaces.

Every star-cloud here had been transformed from a Void Stepping Realm cultivator.

The color, shape, and size of the star-clouds represented the Dao methods they cultivated and the heights of their realms.

These cultivators had no physical forms. They manifested themselves as star-clouds so they could comprehend the Great Dao within their hearts as fully as possible.

Just then, a lustrous white star-cloud suddenly began to revolve faster, releasing a streak of light that passed through endless spatial barriers and flew into another deep-blue star-cloud.

"Junior Brother, I have a feeling. Did you gain something below?"

"Hehehe, Senior Brother's sensing technique truly is remarkable. My divided soul has indeed found a most extraordinary Creation Origin."

"Excellent, excellent! What grade is it? Did that scoundrel obstruct you?"

The two men communicating through Thought Transmission across the intervening space were none other than Nangong Jinghe's true body and his Senior Brother.

The two of them were the only two ancestral figures in the Nangong Clan's history who had successfully ascended to the Void Realm.

Upon hearing that Nangong Jinghe had found a Creation Origin, Senior Brother repeatedly cried out in praise before asking for the details.

The "scoundrel" he spoke of was naturally Luo Qianchou, who had returned to the Lower Realm to cultivate anew.

Nangong Jinghe