After countless eras spent in the void, Ning Cheng's singing was steeped in the feeling of age and time. At this moment, his Dao Rhyme aura solidified once again.
The infinite rules of the Milky Way gradually merged with his Dao Rhyme. Atop the Milky Way, only Ning Cheng could be seen stepping on the Creation Divine Spear, rising and falling over the waves as he moved farther away.
Giant silver waves towering tens of thousands of feet swept Ning Cheng and his Creation Divine Spear up, only to crash back down again.
"This, this is truly 'A waterfall cascading three thousand feet, as if the Milky Way fell from heaven!'" Ning Cheng muttered to himself.
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"Someone's actually advancing atop the Milky Way..." At the edge of the Milky Way, a man exclaimed in shock as he watched Ning Cheng tread the waves.
Deeply immersed in the vast rules of heaven and earth within the Milky Way, Ning Cheng hadn't noticed the people outside the Milky Way.
