Di Chang sensed that something was amiss and immediately sat down. Just as he closed his eyes, his consciousness was suddenly pulled into a strange state. He felt as if the world was spinning around him.
Suddenly, his feet landed on the ground.
"Before the world was created, I was here. The Great Dao is mine alone."
"Lying high in the Nine Levels of the Mysterious Gate, enlightening all beings to become immortals."
"This is my…"
An indifferent and loud voice sounded in Di Chang's ears. He opened his eyes and could not help but be moved.
The sea of clouds in the sky formed circles, and countless people swam around wantonly. There were ferocious beasts the size of huge mountains, and there were also many insignificant human martial artists. On every layer of the sea of clouds stood tall palaces that emitted boundless divine light.
