A wide smile appeared on Meylin's face as she felt the power flowing through every fiber of her existence.
The sensation was unlike anything she had ever experienced before.
The purification she had undergone inside the Coffin of Life and Death had not merely strengthened her cultivation. It had elevated the very foundation of her path.
For the first time, she could see it.
The gate.
The barrier that separated the Third Realm from the Fourth.
It no longer felt like an insurmountable wall standing at the end of existence. Instead, it appeared as a distant summit that she could finally perceive clearly.
Anark had crossed that boundary.
The Scarlet King was already standing at its threshold.
And now she could finally see the road that would allow her to reach it as well.
A profound sense of satisfaction emerged in her heart.
Not because of the power itself.
