The Cosmos had been in existence since long before the first Races were born. It was created from the whims of the Creator and till this day it remains in existence.
An ordinary creation that turned to something magnificent that changes without fail. When it first came to be, there was no world within, then the World of Origin appeared, then the different world the Creator used to experiment with, and lastly, the hidden Celestial Spirit Realm. A world created for sake of seeking peace turned into prison for the first creation.
Other than the Lowest Layer of Heavens, not once had Wang Ling been able to go to anywhere, thus one could imagine his surprise as he saw a Giant Ship floating in the Cosmic Road, waiting for passengers to board.
"I learned of this from Lucius, but I never expected it to be this grand." He was amazed, a giant construct, a ship equipped with war cannons ready to pass the judgment foolish enough to try and raid them for loot.