Divine Realm.
Within a certain secret domain,
this space seemed completely isolated from the outside world, disconnected in both time and space.
Above this layer of the universe, a hunched old sage, hands clasped behind his back, stood silently in front of the Giant Bronze Gate.
Months had passed, yet he remained motionless, as if turned to a statue.
It was as if his entire life force, will, and ability had been stretched taut, like a drawn bow, ready to release like a swift arrow should the Giant Bronze Gate open.
Behind him, a group of Venerables, anxious and uneasy.
Venerable Jingdao and others looked at each other in dismay.
"Could it be that an Emperor truly has returned behind the Giant Bronze Gate?"
"We have been guarding for months, it shouldn't be the case…"
"The Imperial Court vanishes, I fear chaos might befall the Divine Realm…"
They all whispered among themselves.