"Shou" stared at the supreme Divine Object—the pool—which reflected a pitch-black land in the distance. Primordial Spirit light blazed violently between his brows; even he could no longer remain calm.
At the End of Deep Space, it was as though a whale had fallen. A bleak, low moan drifted from regions that had never possessed Supernatural Radiation, raising a cold sweat even on "Shou."
If what "Dao" had said was true, then what did "Nothing" and "Being" mean? Was there a grave problem? What kind of path would they lead the saints down?
Specks of "light particles" drifted and shimmered in the darkness. Year after year, "Shou" had never moved, watching them with unwavering solemnity.
He examined them one by one and manifested those "light spots," sensing the profundity and depth of those forbidden lands. Having endured eternal nights for countless ages without falling entirely into dead silence, they were truly terrifying.
Suddenly, an enormous eye opened with startling abruptness, lying across the black universe. It was incomparably hollow, streaming Blood Water mixed with rotting fluid that silently dripped down.
The image filled the pool, naturally occupying that stretch of deep space that Mythical Radiation had never reached in the past. It was simply too immense.
"Shou" felt a chill of horror. Even observing through the pool, separated by layer upon layer of decayed Great Universes, gave him that sensation and made him shudder.
The eye slowly dispersed, returning to a light spot. That was an incomparably distant forbidden land, now illuminated by Mythical Light. From silence, it began to revive and gradually grow active!
Yet in that region, the entire universe seemed to contain only that single light spot. Everywhere else remained steeped in Death Qi.
Then the scene changed again. Within the pool, another "light spot" blazed, rose,