Feeling the residual Will that could be sensed clearly even if separated by a distance...
Hong Qitian's face, covered in wrinkles, first showed astonishment.
Then, an uncontrollable, immensely gratifying smile, like spring melting ice, slowly blossomed at the corners of his mouth, growing evermore intense.
"Good lad..." he murmured softly, his voice filled with incomparable joy and a hint of relief.
"This brat... he really did it! Primordial Heaven Opening... what a Primordial Heaven Opening! Hahaha!"
The elderly laugh echoed in the empty office, filled with delight.
Behind the Arctic, in each city.
"Look at the sky!! What is that?!"
"Oh my God! The clouds... have been split open?!"
"A crack! A long, long crack! From south to north! Who did this?!"
"A miracle! Is this a miracle?!"
"Direction... seems like... towards the City of Dawn?!"
"City of Dawn? What place is that? Are there cities outside the Great Wall?!"
