Kunlun Ruins, the central battlefield of chaos.
Chu Xiyan tore open the spacetime hunting ground. The lamentations of countless Dao seeds and the lingering echoes of collapsing Great Daos pierced through the spatial rifts, driving like billions of steel needles deep into the consciousness of the Glazed Bone body. That massive bronze coffin, resembling a greedy world of Return to Void, was swallowing the foundations of the entire universe.
"Not enough... still lacking... the Seed..." The blurred phantom of the sealed Chu Xiyan uttered a vague craving.
Chapter 33