"Is this the Destiny Dao?"
Jiang Fan's pupils contracted. It was his first time being so close to the Destiny Dao.
Previously, when he condensed the Path of Destiny, he had only seen the shadow of the Destiny Dao.
But now, he had truly and unmistakably arrived within the Destiny Dao.
At this moment, his Primordial Spirit vision broke through all shackles, piercing through the veils of Dao Rhyme. At the horizon of his vision, a truly endless river crossing the heavens, connecting ancient times, encompassing the three thousand Great Thousand Worlds, unfolded with a thunderous roar. One could not see its source at a glance, nor its end, as if it had eternally flowed since the Chaos Opening Heaven, never ceasing.
This is—the River of Destiny.
This place is the end of all heavens and paths, the root of all fates.
