Now, it was nothing but rubble. Even still, it was one of the most profound and mysterious places in the Western Desert.
Currently, within the endless ruins, an incredibly ancient voice heaved a sigh.
“Has the Celestial Larva appeared…? It doesn’t seem like it, it seems too weak….”
In the Eastern Lands, the Northern Desert, the Milky Way Sea, it was the same. A faint aura appeared and then vanished.
During this moment of silence, a gargantuan face flashed across the sky above the Milky Way Sea.
On a forested mountain in the Western Desert, an old man sat there painting a picture of the distant mountains and rivers. During this moment of time, his paintbrush suddenly stopped moving and he lifted his head.
“The Celestial Larva… and that kid…. So, they’re bound by Karma. I guess I’ll help you once again.” Shaking his head, he waved his paintbrush, causing some ink to fly out and splash onto the ground.
This was Shui Dongliu. 1
A moment later, in the Eastern Lands, the old man from the Ji Clan who had battled with Pill Demon was holding his fishing rod out over the Pool of Heaven. Suddenly, a bang sounded out as the line snapped.
He coughed up a mouthful of blood, and astonishment filled on his face.
“What just happened…?”
In the Milky Way Sea, there was an island floating among the waves. An entire nation existed on this particular island. There were mountains, the North Sea, Yunjie County, and Cultivators. It was, of course, the State of Zhao.