Gazing at the information revealed through his Spiritual Eye, Chu Zheng felt a sudden chill in his heart.
This Heavenly Wutong, a living creature, had claimed this world as its own, equivalent to having refined it. Even the Heavenly Dao had been completely absorbed.
This was identical to what his true self was doing now, the only difference being that after the Heavenly Wutong refined this realm, it elevated the realm's rank.
This was Chu Zheng's first time confronting an existence that had stepped into the Realm of Ancient Myths. Through the Spiritual Eye, the Ancestor Blood Parasol tree in his sight was infinitely magnified, like an ant gazing at the sky, akin to the boundless universe, unfathomable.
The Realm of Ancient Myths had penetrated the past and future, contemplating the direction of the entire Great Universe as easily as one observes the patterns on one's palm, watching the ancient times and predicting the future.
