Chapter 882: The Grotto-Heaven Takes Shape, The Four-Pole Heavenly Sword
Within An Jing’s Grotto-heaven lay a realm of empty chaos.
In this void where nothing existed, there was neither black nor white, neither Yin nor Yang. Everything was an indescribable, primordial mixture where up and down, left and right were indistinguishable—a state like the void, yet deeper still.
Chapter 882