Of course, no matter how troublesome it was, finding the Child of Destiny was a task he had to undertake.
...
「Changqing Continent.」
In the inner chamber of his boudoir, the sleeping Ling Changqing slowly opened his eyes.
Everything from the dream was still vivid in his mind, down to the smallest detail.
Deep within his sea of consciousness, next to the Era Star Palace, a Bronze Gate had now appeared. It was shrouded in a golden glow, exuding an ancient and weathered aura.
The patterns on the surface of the Bronze Gate were archaic and profound, suffused with the vast, majestic, and deep aura of Dao Rhyme.
When Ling Changqing's Divine Thought tried to communicate with it, he met no resistance. A profound and abstruse message quietly integrated into his Divine Soul.
'Bian Wujian Gate? So that's your name?'
