Lu Yun lifted his head again and looked out over King Qilin City, toward the grand Hongmeng Tower at the far reaches of the horizon. It stretched loftily into the sky and was firmly planted at the center of this world—this entire Hongmeng.

He shook his head slightly. The original Hongmeng had shattered and its core become the world they were in. The chaos beneath it and the worlds at the center of the second realm were the origin point of all living beings.

However, the Hongmeng that everything occupied was likewise broken.

If Lu Yun’s guess was correct, each capital of the ten divine nations suppressed a fissure that didn’t lead to any particular spot—it...