1579 stared at Luo Chuan, seemingly trying to see through the heart of this unfamiliar alien god, to discover what unknown plans he harbored and what meaning lay behind everything he had done.
In the end, countless thoughts turned into a soft sigh. "Goodbye."
Luo Chuan was a little puzzled. Why did it look as though they would never meet again? And what was with this strange atmosphere of parting? They had not become close enough for that, had they?
"He's finally leaving."
"Yes."
"But he left behind the Magic Phones."
"Yes."
"So it doesn't affect us."
"Yes..."
Whisper-like voices drifted into Luo Chuan's ears from all around.
Luo Chuan seemed to smile. With a snap of his fingers, the house standing in the gray-white desert vanished abruptly, leaving only the marks on the ground to bear witness to its existence. Then, a strange sight appeared.
"I'll leave behind a Teleportation Gate here that leads directly to Origin Mall." Luo Chuan looked at 1579. "If you want to leave this place and go to Origin Mall, you only need to pass through the gate."
As he spoke, faint white light without any source emerged from thin air. It seemed almost alive as it gathered in one spot, and as time passed, its previously blurry outlines became clearer and clearer.
About a dozen seconds later, it had condensed into a form that emitted a gentle, pure white radiance, quietly floating several dozen centimeters above the ground. Within the half-open doorway still shone bright, gentle white light.
It completely defied the natural Rules understood by ordinary people, and it did not conform to Tianlan Continent's "extraordinary laws" either. No energy fluctuations had been involved throughout the entire process, as though it were merely a visual illusion.
Yet one could not help but