Time, it's uncertain how long has passed.
Perhaps it's a year, after all, the stars in the Supreme Heaven have slowly revolved countless times... Or it could be ten years, a hundred years, or even longer.
However, this doesn't matter.
Because in this reality world swallowed by the Supreme Heaven, time has almost lost its meaning.
Deng held a star lantern, gently slicing open the space before her with her fingers, a dense, unbreakable darkness and chaos surged forward.
Supreme Heaven, she had arrived.
After endless years, Deng finally set foot in this dark land once again, the moment she landed, the hem of her black Death God robe was lifted by an invisible chaotic energy flow, the black aura surged violently but was effortlessly blocked by the star shield around her.
Nothing was visible.
But to the Master of the Cosmic Library, vision was merely the most basic sense.
