In the endless void of the Outer Realm.
Dead stars, broken world fragments, and the remains of unknown entities drifted slowly like dust through this despairingly vast Cosmos, whispering of eternal desolation and unknowable dangers.
A deep blue figure effortlessly pierced through the pale golden boundary wall of the Profound Yellow Origin Realm. It was Qi Yun.
He had changed into that familiar Deep Blue Daoist Robe. Without a single ripple of Magical Power around him, he strolled through this Outer Realm's void like the most ordinary of mortals.
SWISH!
At this moment, a wisp of Spiritual Light suddenly flew over!
It landed directly in Qi Yun's open palm, transforming into a slightly warm speck of light that flickered quietly. From the speck came a very faint residual Dao Rhyme, one that made Qi Yun feel a sense of familiar warmth. Simultaneously, a weak yet clear sense of direction emanated from it, vaguely pointing toward a profound location deep in the void.
