"Could it be that the Heavenly Immortal World of yore was transformed from the limbs of a titan who opened the heavens and split the earth upon his death?"
At this moment, as the Dao Soil retracted into his brow, he could feel his internal Dao Force growing more rapidly.
At this time, scenes of peculiar gray-black images that had once surfaced in his mind, unclear and unfathomable, reappeared.
These images seemed to represent some enigmatic puzzles from his past and present lives that he couldn't fully comprehend.
Now, as he became a Supreme Daoist, these puzzles reappeared, and some of the gray-black images seemed like peeling wallpapers, gradually revealing some blurry images and beams of light.
In one of these images, a rough hand tore apart the dark boundary, bursting forth with intense light.
This light instantly obliterated all the images in Chen Dengming's mind.
