Fairyland.

　　Myriad golden lights roll in crimson hues, and auspicious mists spray in a thousand streams of purple.

　　The clouds and mist swirl imparting an illusory sensation. Gradually, as the hazy mist recedes, a colossal bronze immortal palace materializes.

　　Several towering hundreds of feet high pillars stand majestically erect and adorned with golden coiling dragon patterns that seem to come alive as if conscious and eager to move, spiraling upwards on the pillars and almost as if poised to burst forth with a resounding roar towards the heavens at any moment.

　　The bronze immortal palace emanates a radiant golden glow, casting a bluish-gold light within the mist and clouds. Before this bronze immortal palace, anyone would feel an impulse to kneel and worship as if compelled by its presence!

　　Within the bronze immortal palace, seated on a cushion at the center of the hall, the immortal emperor Fang Chen is deeply meditating and sensing a world beyond the mortal realm.

　　“Ah?”

　　There appeared a rare hint of surprise on his calm face.

　　Upon that planet, the bustling streets, towering skyscrapers, and the flashing block letters on advertising billboards all seemed incredibly familiar to him and resembled the Water Blue Planet in every way.

　　The familiar setting aroused great interest in him:

　　“For tens of thousands of years, I have witnessed countless worlds and there are very few that are so similar to the Water Blue Planet. Let me take a closer look!”

　　Fang Chen opened his eyes and the “Phantom Purple Immortal Pupils” shimmered with an extraordinary radiance that pierced through all illusions. In an instant, that world appeared clearly before his eyes.

　　“Ah! It should be a parallel world highly similar to the Water Blue Planet...”

　　A faint smile appeared at the corners of Fang Chen’s mouth as he noticed another young man in this world who bore an almost identical resemblance to himself when he was in his twenties on the lower realm.

　　He calculated with a pinch of his fingers.

　　“Hmm! This young man's name is quite similar to mine as well!”

　　“Since it is a highly similar parallel space, it is only natural for someone bearing a resemblance in appearance, background, and name to me to exist.”

　　“Let me calculate what fate has in store for him.”

　　The Phantom Purple Immortal Pupils instantly pierced through the countless threads of karma entwined around this person, and Fang Chen began to calculate. Before long, he stopped.

　　“How could this be? This person’s life is about to end!”

　　Shaking his head gently, Fang Chen muttered to himself:

　　“Alas, this is difficult!”

　　“I am not unwilling to defy fate for you, but given the separation of planes, it is not suitable for me to intervene directly, as it may easily trigger a backlash of plane forces.”

　　“Although I am not afraid of this backlash, there seems to be no reason to cause trouble without justification.”

　　However, just as he hesitated, the Phantom Purple Immortal Pupils pierced through another gray thread of karma that had appeared on the young man.

　　Furrowing his brows, he realized that this thread of karma extended across planes and connected to himself.

　　With a turn of his thoughts, a wry smile formed at the corner of Fang Chen’s mouth as he lightly chuckled:

　　"Hehe! Since that’s the case, then it’s meant for you to defy fate! Alright! Now that this thread of karma exists, I have a reason to take action. Young man, get ready to defy fate!“

　　As he spoke, he extended his palm upward and crackling lightning surged into his palm, gathering a tremendous amount of energy from his surroundings.

　　The energy continuously gathered in his palm for about an hour and gradually formed a transparent sphere the size of a fist, which continued to expand.

　　With another turn of his thoughts, he infused a trace of Primordial Immortal Power into the sphere.

　　At this moment, the interior of the sphere appeared hazy and a small piece of land with numerous plants, mountains and rivers appeared at the center of the sphere.

　　After contemplating for a while, he took out a small silver metal sphere and threw it into the large gray sphere, then a trace of divine awareness flashed from his forehead and shot into it as well.

　　After completing all of this, a playful smile appeared on Fang Chen’s face.

　　The gray sphere the size of a cauldron gradually shrank and eventually turned into a thumb-sized gray bead emitting a faint light.

　　The power of time and space was activated and a thousand years had passed within a moment inside the bead.

　　At this moment, the smile on Fang Chen’s face grew even wider as he softly said:

　　“Young man, enjoy all of this while you can! Let's see if you can defy fate like I did back in the day!”

　　With that, he pinched the gray sphere with two fingers and flicked it toward that world, then continued to meditate with closed eyes and paying no further attention...