Above the boundless sky, amidst the terrifying blood-colored waterfall.
Boom—!!!
At this moment, Ye Xiaofan was wrapped in Dao Rhyme, surrounded by endlessly blooming Dao Lotus, filled with mystical aura, as he slowly approached the Ancient Divine Egg. With each step he took, flowers bloomed beneath his feet, as though every footprint left behind was home to Dao Lotus, lingering for a long time before fading away.
Within his body, ancient inscriptions of the Great Dao endlessly emerged, permeating every corner of his blood, with his bones seeming to self-write, awaken, and revive with inscriptions from the Three Thousand Great Dao.
As Ye Xiaofan got closer to the Ancient Divine Egg, the Divine Egg appeared to sense something and trembled slightly.
That tremor was sensed by Ye Xiaofan, causing him to pause slightly.
