Shi Hao, Second Under Heaven, and Immortal Golden Daoist journeyed together, continuing to venture into the sea; their speed was undeniable given their cultivation.
However, this Realm Sea was too unique, with black waves surging, each wave a fragment of a shattered world!
"Since ancient times, countless realms have perished, countless beings have died. There are many small worlds, although they can't compare with the Immortal Domain or Different Domain, they were still magnificent. And what have they become now?" Immortal Golden Daoist lamented, bowing his head, looking at the waves beneath his feet.
Since the fall of the Emperor, who knows how many worlds have become part of the past, no longer in existence.
Ahead, glimmering points revealed themselves on the water, floating with golden light like the rising morning glow, brilliant and strange. This place was the Realm Sea, where death and silence were eternal themes, so why did such things appear?
