Lu Yun turned around; he could still see Qing Yu smiling at him from the other side of the ladder. Waving gently at her, he retracted the ladder with reluctance. With the Bridge of Forgetfulness next to her, he’d be able to flash back to her side in an instant if he called upon the Tome of Life and Death.

The void in front of them wasn’t a world—it was still empty space. Countless pristine currents floated and drifted through the void, coalescing into marvelous existences. 

However, out of all the places they’d visited, this seemed more like a world of life than any other. Verdant plants rooted in empty space, forming a scene of lush vitality. This wasn’t where the sixth dao palace was, but...