In the place where the Void Dojo has been obliterated, Si Lingle stands alone amidst the starry sea. The power of the Golden Immortal Realm is stable and inward, with no mana fluctuations escaping; she seems to be merely a part of this vast universe.
Her silver eyes, carrying the brilliance of [Returning Ruins] and [Origin], calmly scan this ancient fragmented strip of stars that nurtured her transformation.
With a slight movement of her mind, an intangible existence that once constantly reminded her of tasks, rewards, punishments, and the distant path of "Becoming a Saint"—the core imprint of the [Ten Thousand Realms Delivery System]—clearly emerges in her perception.
It was once a shortcut for her to seize resources and touch upon different world laws, but it was also like an invisible shackle, its plotted routes and forced causality at odds with her understanding of the Space Dao.
