Chen Pingping did not step into the Heavens at the first opportunity. He was considering the eighty-one levels, the Sword Body lying dormant. The whole world was very silent, so much so that even the Space God came and went without a trace.
Very strange.
He had to be cautious.
At the same time, he was puzzled. Was the figure he just saw really Emperor Wuji?
Lost in thought, the aftermath of battles above the Heavens resonated down, accompanied by the aura of the Six Tao. His brows furrowed deeply.
Six Tao...
So familiar.
It's An.
The Dantian within her body had taken shape, Emperor Blood Shock, Heaven Tao Pouring, An inherited his Six Tao Power, but without Reincarnation.
Chen Pingping's eyes burned as he gazed into the Void. Behind him, the Cave Heaven faded, and a blazing golden sun rose, instantly illuminating the entire world of the eighty-one layers.
...
At the end of the Ink-Washing River, above the abyss.
