Imprint

The light sealing off the footprint space had dispersed, and everyone could enter.

No matter how near or far they were, not a single person took a step forward.

As long as they wanted to live, no one was willing to face a punch that could smash someone into particles.

When the time came, white light sealed the footprint space.

Darkness flashed before his eyes, then light returned.

A Star Giant ran through the starry sky, a divine ring formed of densely packed stars floating behind his head.

Behind him, tens of thousands of star systems moved along with him.

His movements were those of running, yet his body kept teleporting.

One step carried him across an entire star system, far beyond the speed of light.

Those star systems were like a cape stretching billions of kilometers, draped behind him.

Star Passers.

There was nothing else. Only the Star Giant running.

Zhou Leng could not understand it. He could only firmly memorize every detail of the Star Giant—his breathing, steps, blinks, waves...

Who knew how long passed? Zhou Leng vaguely sensed that it was over, then stumbled out of the footprint area as though drunk. The others were overjoyed and began fighting for it.

Zhou Leng reached the bridge, dizzy and muddleheaded.

A terrifying scene was unfolding inside his mind.

That Star Giant seemed to have run into his brain and was continuing onward through his sea of consciousness, walking beneath the stars.

Yet he could comprehend nothing.

Even racking his brains was useless.

Soon, he thought of a possibility.

An imprint.

This was a Deity's imprint.

At that thought, Zhou Leng relaxed.

Since he could not resist it, he might as well lie down.

Zhou Leng sat on the ground and went straight to sleep.

Who knew how long