The Great Thousand Realms.
An unknown region.
Countless figures stood in the void. Some wore Purple Gold Crowns, their presence stern and imposing. Others wore tall hats and wide sashes, their great sleeves billowing. Some exuded a wild, terrifying aura, while others possessed graceful figures, appearing Extraordinary and ethereal.
They were scattered throughout the void, their gazes fixed on what lay ahead.
Before them was a starry sky, resplendent with stars of incomparable beauty.
But this starry sky was not in the heavens; it was revealed within a fissure in space.
"This world is too solid. A thousand years have passed, and we still cannot set foot inside."
An old man spoke. He stood there like a Primordial Giant Beast, a terrifying Power concealed within his body. He had clearly reached a frightening level in his Body Refining.
