In the boundless starry sky.
This is the depth of the universe, filled with indescribable terror.
In a realm of chaos, the fog of chaos, formed by the Origin, lingers, constantly tumbling and rolling.
In this perilous place capable of tearing apart the bodies of God Kings, amidst the layers of fog, there exists a pure land.
It is a piece of land roughly a hundred miles in size. By conventional reasoning, it should have been torn apart long ago for being in the forbidden area, but on this piece of land that defies universal rules, there is soft soil, lush forests, babbling streams, and blooming flowers with a fragrant scent.
A figure appeared on the land, clad in a crown and a Nine-clawed Golden Dragon robe. His chiseled facial features made this middle-aged man look noble and majestic. Especially when his eyes stared straight ahead, he seemed to be looking into the distance, exuding an aura that seemed capable of swallowing the universe.