Starry Sky, the Abode of Gods
A deep, dark world unfolded in He Ao's vision. Countless points of light hovered around this pitch-black, profound world, sweeping past him.
He Ao raised his head and looked at the world around him.
Tiny points of light floated around him, giving off a faint glow.
These points of light did not display a single color, but came in all different shades.
At this moment, the one "closest" to He Ao was a faint, flickering white point of light.
And behind that white point of light, farther away, were points of light in all kinds of colors.
As He Ao's body continued to "fall," more and more points of light appeared around him. At that moment, a gray stream of light flashed rapidly between the points, extending toward the deeper reaches.
He Ao raised his head and looked along the stream of light, toward the direction in which it stretched.
Countless points of light, like stars filling the firmament, reflected in his vision.
He raised his head and looked overhead.
In the direction from which he had just fallen, the surrounding dim blackness had, at some unknown point, already been filled with dazzling points of light.
They hovered in this deep space, flashing with brilliant colors.
Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple, gray, white, and black—nine completely different colors hung high above the firmament, illuminating the entire sky as if it were daylight.
And as He Ao watched, layer after layer of "radiance" hidden deeper within the darkness unfolded in his vision.
They were beams of light flashing in different colors, like lines sketching out a framework, constantly moving through this pitch-black space.
He Ao stared at these lights as they flashed and vanished in rapid succession. Almost instinctively, he reached out and touched