The ancient Void, dark and boundless, radiated with mystique and the unknown. On the mysterious Ancient Stele, the world map indicated by the Patterns kept flickering, with a line extending all the way to the edge of the blank space on the stele.
No wonder the small world of the Feather Immortal Clan was hidden—a region so difficult to find must surely be far from the Human World.
In a daze, Xiao Chen noticed a change in the scene before him; in the surrounding infinite Void, no other small world of alien races appeared, clearly reaching deep into the Wild Heaven and Earth.
Suddenly, Xiao Chen frowned, fully certain that everything before him was an illusion brought about by the Ancient Stele. Perhaps it was connected to the real small worlds of alien races above the Heavens, but the sensation it gave him was exceedingly real!
