"Huang, what has happened?"
Just then, from within the sea of consciousness, the voice of deep sleep called out urgently, "I feel that some of the inheritance within my bloodline has suddenly vanished. Do you know what has happened? Could it be that the Chaos Divine Source is in trouble?"
Beiting Huang was immediately alarmed, but thankfully, she was no longer her former self. She took a deep breath, and within her sea of consciousness, she re-envisioned a cosmos that embraced all things. At the boundary of this universe, Ancestral Mountain became clearer and clearer. Within it, much like Penglai Fairy Island, the sunset and the moonrise, the blossoming flowers and the chirping birds created a majestic scene.
