As time flew by, five thousand years in the Mortal World passed in the blink of an eye.
At this very moment, in the Void Realm.
Now the Void Realm had also undergone earth-shaking changes; you could say it was renewing itself with each passing day.
Countless super cities were sprouting up like bamboo shoots after a spring rain, appearing one after another, scattered across every corner of the Void Realm.
And these cities could all connect to different Great Thousand Worlds.
In a certain sense, the Void Realm had already become the center of all realms.
It was equivalent to the transfer hub of the worlds.
If one wanted to travel to different Great Thousand Worlds, the first stop had to be the Void Realm.
"I didn't expect our Primordial Talisman Sect to sweep through the Mortal World's Nine Heavens and Ten Lands so quickly."
"The original Ten Great Ancient Sects have all turned to dust."
