Chaos, nothingness in obliteration.
This is a gray world, where the stars have lost their luster.
Several beams of Immortal Light appeared out of nowhere, crossing the chaos, then converging in one spot.
"Junior brother, there's nothing here."
Immortal Zhenyuan and others searched around ten thousand miles nearby but found nothing: "Are you sure you felt something?"
"No, there must be something nearby."
Sun Wukong stopped and stared at a void, his fingertip holding a glowing Immortal Talisman, dazzling and brilliant as if countless stars were revolving around it.
"Break!"
He stretched out his hand, and like an arrow released from its bow, the Immortal Talisman shot into the void.
With a "boom," the Immortal Talisman hit a hidden barrier, and in an instant, lightning flashed and thunder roared, space shattered, revealing an Immortal Island shrouded in clouds and mist.
