It seemed like a painting but was actually a magnificent world. It had a majestic aura and brimming with life force.

The races prospered with cultivation sects competing against each other - a true golden age. Billions of existences could have a bright future here; all things were possible.

“The nine worlds.” Li Qiye murmured after seeing the all-too-familiar worlds. He remembered the cities, sects, and races there.

His mind shuddered as lost memories resurfaced like a tsunami. He quickly calmed his...