Three years later, in the center of two massive worlds that should have collided, a vast Abyss lay between them.
On the left, Sects rose to power, the existence known as Holy Lands swallowed up noble families, dissolved the Court, and the dispute between Emperors and Great Demons never ceased.
On the right, contradictions between gods and immortals kept occurring, escalating bit by bit, and perhaps one day, an opposition between them would inevitably arise.
Within the Endless Abyss, Qin Muye looked at these two worlds that should have merged, had it not been for his interference, these worlds would have already restored themselves to become top-tier Rank 9 worlds.
Unfortunately, Qin Muye needed them.
"I'm borrowing your worlds for a while~" Qin Muye whispered.
The voice of Chaos twisted and exploded in an instant, forming a wave of terror.
