"Boom!"
As the Vermilion Bird spreads its wings across the Nine Heavens, the entire Spirit Clan Secret Realm collapses with a roar, the space shatters completely and dissipates, the Ancient God's body stands amidst the smoke and dust on the land of the Miao Region.
Far away in the Han Chi Ice Abyss, a wisp of residual soul emerges with wild laughter, instantly descending upon the Miao Region, and merges with the body.
The small world of Spirit Clan, buried for two epochs, its existence itself was a normally functioning plane, a world with its own sun, moon, and stars in motion, which inherently had its "Heavenly Dao". But it was not complete, the sun, moon, and stars were all fake, Zhao Changhe had discerned this as false when his cultivation was still very low and gained insight into the connections of heaven and earth, becoming the stepping stone for Zhao Changhe before reaching the Imperial Realm.
The reason it was incomplete was that it only had a shell and lacked a soul.
