Time flowed like water. Amid the peaceful years, 130 million eras passed.
Inside Luo Feng's Small Universe.
The azure firmament was as clear as freshly washed glass, and the blazing sun shone in every direction.
Beneath the cloudless sky, mountains rose and fell in endless succession. Clear springs poured down between the peaks, while rare and auspicious beasts ran through the forests, sometimes revealing themselves amid towering ancient trees thick with verdant foliage, sometimes lowering their heads to drink the sweet spring water.
Atop the tallest mountain stood a man in silver armor—Luo Feng. His figure was like a spear, steadfast, sharp, and unstoppable. At his side stood a tall, honest-looking guard.
Suddenly—
"Whoosh!"
The figures of the Primordial Ancestor, Chaos City Lord, and Great Axe Founder appeared out of thin air, directly teleported there by Luo Feng.
After more than a hundred million eras, each of them had undergone obvious changes.
The white-robed Primordial Ancestor still possessed a gentle, jade-like temperament, yet every movement of his seemed both real and illusory, shifting between substance and emptiness. He was clearly standing there, yet it felt as though he did not belong to this world.
Chaos City Lord wore a golden robe, and faintly within his eyes, universes seemed to be evolving, containing the flow of time and space.
Only Great Axe Founder still looked as bold and carefree as ever. Yet beneath his loose hair, those bright eyes were like axe-light that split apart the dark chaos, making one's heart tremble.
Normally, 130 million eras would have been no more than a tiny ripple in the river of time. A single cycle of a Primordial Universe lasted a trillion eras. Yet... this ripple was destined to be extraordinary, and it would leave behind the most dazzling mark in the course