This was, precisely, the Bridge of Merit that had fallen from the Primordial Void Tree!
Gift a rose, and the hand lingers with fragrance.
Send forth one object, and you shall surely gain one in return.
Now that Jiang Fan had sent out a world-origin, what would he harvest in return?
With a low hum, the bronze bridge sprang into action.
From palm-sized, it extended infinitely. One end of the bridge stood before Jiang Fan, while the other end pierced right through the world barrier of the Eastern Heaven Realm, reaching straight into its depths.
“Stop it!”
Several Nine-Sun Giant Sovereigns sensed that something was amiss and decisively launched an attack against the Bridge of Merit.
Yet, whether it was curses or the power of physical might, striking the Bridge of Merit could not even stir up the slightest ripple.
The Bridge of Merit arrived directly at the center of the Eastern Heaven Realm, stopping in a sacred land clustered with ancient trees tens of thousands of years old and filled with millennial immortal flora everywhere.