The entire Two-Dimensional World fell silent.
The residents looked at the figure standing proudly between heaven and earth. Too many thoughts filled their hearts, yet the scene had surpassed their comprehension so completely that, in the end, they could not form a single word.
He had saved this world.
The residents of the first Two-Dimensional World slowly knelt.
It was as though it had triggered a chain reaction.
Sheets upon sheets of two-dimensional lifeforms fell to their knees.
The Emperor obsession in King of Cangdao Civilization's heart made him struggle for a moment, but he ultimately dropped to one knee.
—What I submit to is my benefactor.
Fan Ancestor's body trembled as he leaned on his cane. Unlike the others, deep within his memories, three-dimensional lifeforms were neither unattainably distant nor gods.
But.
Fan Ancestor still slowly knelt down and prostrated himself.
—What I submit to is rebirth through adversity.
Li Ying said nothing and slowly dropped to one knee as well, ribbons fluttering around her.
She had followed Liu Di for some time now and witnessed far more than anyone else. In her heart, Liu Di's image had been engraved more deeply than it had in others'.
The chibi scholar Fu Qing lightly waved his paper fan.
I'm not just a king—I'm also eight-dimensional, and your mentor. I'm above you on multiple levels.
You want me to kneel to you? Are you worthy? Pah.
Fu Qing narrowed his eyes.
He watched Liu Di's enormous body.
A strange feeling arose in his heart. That kid had turned Space Urn into something extraordinary?
The old Fu Qing had been certain that thing was utterly useless—a tasteless, disposable trinket.
Space Urn.
It was actually like a little knife.
It cut all kinds of openings into space. If an opening formed a plane,