"Is this... the Tianyuan Main Realm?"
Within the vast and grand Shadow Realm, a pair of eerie cold eyes slowly appeared, gazing from afar at the Great World that symbolizes the ancestral land of heaven and earth, eyes filled with turbulent greed and desire.
"Move closer, as the Heavenly Dao Self-Bound, this place no longer has protection. We can directly traverse the realm and integrate into it, creating a foothold!"
A hoarse, deep voice sounding like both a human and a beast rang out eerie and strange, causing the void for hundreds of thousands of miles to tremble, shattering many stars.
"No."
A cold response came from beneath the Shadow Realm.
It was a massive figure with skin as gray as ancient rock, Three Heads and Six Arms, standing on a black serpent, with a swirling mass of black vortex hovering behind it, towering over ten thousand miles tall.
Realm God!
The concrete manifestation of world consciousness.
