This ancient path is long, it pierces through the void, entering a mysterious place.
Shi Hao stepped onto this path, and it felt as real as stepping on pebbles, but he did not simply believe it was just a stone path.
The void split open, vast and boundless. This ancient path spans eternity, its destination unknown.
Along the journey, light rain surged, immortal mist surrounded, indescribable mystery and sanctity, yet in the distance, it was all darkness and void.
The Divine Striking Stone and Emperor Butterfly also chased down, accompanying Shi Hao, advancing together.
Silent and tranquil, only the glow and petals danced, the fragrance carried a mesmerizing dao rhythm, as if approaching the most Sacred Entity.
Outside the desperate land, several Celestial Gods collectively worked, beating the Divine Drum, blowing horns, uncertain of the inside situation, unsure if Shi Hao was affected.
