Wuji Holy Sect, Upper Layer of the Taixu Mirror Heaven.
Here, there was neither light nor darkness, neither sound nor silence. Only a pool of ink-black water rested quietly in the center of the cavern.
Its surface was as smooth as a mirror, yet it reflected nothing, as if it were a boundary connecting existence and nothingness.
The True Monarch of No Dao Extreme Law sat cross-legged, hovering three feet above the pool. He wore a simple black robe, his face as cold and hard as ten-thousand-year-old frosted iron.
His eyes were half-closed, and not a single trace of his aura leaked out.
It was as if he had merged with this absolutely dead, silent space, becoming a piece of bedrock devoid of all warmth.
"A counterattack on Central Earth..."
The low voice rippled through the absolute silence like a stone cast into a deep pool, yet it failed to stir the slightest ripple.
