In less than ten years, two worlds had merged, and the Great Void had received an immense influx of world essence. Now, the Great Void was vastly different from before.

From Qing Muling's perspective, the descent of the Heavenly Dao's will into this world was primarily for him. Those who understood, understood.

Leaving the Hidden Cave Mystical Realm, Qing Muling's divine senses flickered, and he appeared atop a snow-capped mountain tens of thousands of miles away. The biting cold wind had no effect on him.

A hazy, ethereal silhouette stood quietly, surrounded by a radiant glow. The aura of aloofness and detachment, as if looking down on all beings, was palpable, making her seem like a deity untouched by mortal concerns.