Starting from the cracks!
At this moment, Li Tianming's eyes truly resembled two spherical eggs.
These cracks added a sense of fragmentation to his eyes, making them seem more solitary and distant, more mysterious, and carrying a hint of terror.
Li Tianming could even sense the existence of these two lives. They were within his eyes, looking at the world through them. Even if they did not speak or make a sound, remaining utterly quiet, that feeling of symbiosis had already taken root in the unseen.
They wanted to come out too!
After Xixi, the final two Primordial Chaos Giant Beasts.
Normally, these Primordial Chaos Giant Beasts became increasingly strange and rare according to their birth order. The seventh was a stellar source, while the eighth was a hellish world. By all rights, the ninth and tenth should have been even more inconceivable.
Yet now, they looked just like Yinghuo and Miaomiao—apparently the most ordinary birds and beasts!
Li Tianming did not feel any "disappointment" over this, because he knew that all things could return to their original simplicity. Sometimes, what seemed most ordinary was instead the most complex and fundamental.
"Contemplation Freedom..."
What he was thinking now was: what kind of place was this, exactly?
"White Wind, did you see that dream?" Li Tianming urgently asked.
"I saw it." Little Six's life-soul voice was still hoarse, likely from trading insults with White Ling and White Night. It had only just arrived and its foundation was still shallow, yet it insisted on fighting two against one, so it could not gain any advantage for now.
"Beyond that blood-lightning gate, after crossing endless distances and turning back to observe order and the World of Disorder, we discovered a cosmic human body. This confirms what you said about the universe. Eonic Gods—the