Han Jue's consciousness entered the illusion after he chose to continue.
He opened his eyes and saw a cliff ahead. On the other side of the cliff was an absolute blankness. It was endless, as if it was the end of the world.
He turned around and discovered an endless plain behind him. Countless Dao Seekers knelt on the ground, their foreheads touching the ground. They spread to the ends of the earth and were drowned by the endless Chaotic Qi.
At a glance, there were at least ten million cultivators of all races. They all worshiped in the same direction, a blank domain.
What were they doing?
Waiting for the future Dao Sovereign to descend?
Han Jue found it strange.
At this moment, the cultivator closest to the cliff looked up. Han Jue had seen him before.
