"Able to summon back the Immortal Dao's space-time, and even turn the dark floating earth within it into the Immortal Land, brimming with the essence of Immortal Dao..."
"To achieve such a feat, throughout eternity, only he could..."
Within the Ten Thousand Dao Gate, whispers echoed.
"Back then, even Emperor Zhantian and the others perished. He faced the darkness but was ultimately buried within it..."
"Could it be he never truly died…"
"If he has not perished, then what should we do?"
The beings within the Ten Thousand Dao Gate hesitated.
The divine signs manifesting across heaven and earth now unmistakably suggest that figure might still be alive.
Before this, they had chosen complete concealment, aloofly distancing themselves from worldly affairs.
But if that figure still lives, their choice… might no longer be wise.
"The essence of Immortal Dao has already emerged."
At this moment, a solemn voice resonated, saying:
