This Primal Divine Statue sometimes surfaced within the void of his inner landscape, and at other times lay dormant in the depths of Lin Fan's inner sea.
Yet for it to suddenly awaken as it had now, erupting with astonishing azure light, was exceedingly rare.
Those lifelike eyes seemed as though they might open at any moment.
When he had first obtained this statue, it had been only palm-sized, with a strange and ferocious face, its arms long and slender—human, yet not quite human.
But now, the statue had gone from incomplete to whole, and what lay within it had become extraordinary beyond measure.
Now that it had suddenly stirred, was it about to nourish him in return once more, or would it bring the calamity spoken of in legend?
Lin Fan's body tensed, power circulating throughout him. He could unleash his strongest strike at any time.
His entire inner landscape roared and shook under his control. Should the Primal Divine Statue make any improper move, he could mobilize the entire inner landscape to suppress it.
Under Lin Fan's watchful gaze, the azure radiance erupting from the Primal Divine Statue grew ever more dazzling, until it finally transformed into a pure orb of light.
The glow was gentle, without the slightest hint of aggression.
Deep within the brilliant orb, a vague figure gradually emerged.
The figure twisted and shifted, like some ancient species stretching out its body.
Who knew how much time passed before the orb of light gradually dimmed.
The Primal Divine Statue appeared once more, but compared to before, its appearance had been turned utterly upside down.
Long, straight legs, a slender and graceful waist, an exquisite yet aloof face, and those eyes that could open at any moment.
The once somewhat ugly Primal Divine Statue had actually