Rumble!1

As Vermillion Bird spread her wings across the heavens, the entire Spirit Tribe’s secret realm collapsed with a deafening roar. The very fabric of space disintegrated, leaving nothing behind. Amidst the billowing dust, the ancient god’s body stood tall, planted upon the earth of Miaojiang.0

Far away, within the Abyss of the Frost Chi, a malevolent remnant soul burst forth with manic laughter and descended upon Miaojiang in an instant, merging with the waiting body.0

Buried across two eras, the Spirit Tribe’s small world was a fully functioning world complete with its own sun, moon, and stars, and even its own “Heavenly Dao.” Yet this fully functioning world had always been incomplete. Long ago, when Zhao Changhe’s cultivation was still far from what it was today, he had seen through the illusion, understanding that the secret realm was fake, and it was through this that he realized many connections between heaven and earth. It was that insight that had propelled him toward the threshold of the Profound Control Realm.0

The reason this world was incomplete was that it was one with a body, yet not a soul.0

This was not the original plan of the Heavenly Dao. As Zhao Changhe had once surmised, the intent had simply been to plant a forged vessel within the Heavenly Tome. The world that naturally sprouted from that shell would disrupt and dilute the realms generated by the Heavenly Tome itself, weakening the Ye sisters’ control over it.0

But after Ye Wuming’s scheme left both sides severely wounded and the Heavenly Dao reduced to a suppressed remnant soul, this vessel became the fallback plan for resurrection.0

Everyone had mistaken this aberrant world as an “external enemy” sealed away by the Heavenly Dao, and many had poured heart and soul into reviving it, believing it a sword to strike back against the...0