Ming He Derivative Realm!
In front of Chu Jiang Hall!
"Father, look!" Lu Ya suddenly pointed toward the black sea beyond the Chu Jiang Hall complex.
The vast black sea, whipped by the gale, churned out one jelly-like shape after another—mountains and rivers, trees, waterways, cities, people, animals. It had everything.
Although they were lifelike in every detail, they were dead things in the end, false in the end. Sculpted by the black sea, they had no life and no souls.
Yet at this moment, all the jelly-like shapes above the black sea were undergoing an astonishing transformation.
The original blackness slowly took on various colors. The trees turned green, the mountains turned yellow and black, the rivers turned green, and even some living beings' skin gradually became exactly like that of the Great Chiliocosm World. They seemed to be slowly becoming real.
"Fantasy is transforming into reality?" Tai Yi said in astonishment.
"Could Ancestor Ming He really create a taiji out of thin air?" Lu Ya asked in shock.
"It won't be that easy! Something must have happened in the Great Chiliocosm World!" Tai Yi said solemnly.
With that, Tai Yi turned to look at Human Venerable.
"Divine Emperor, using Great Zheng's method of sending messages by rats, we received word from the Great Chiliocosm World. The fortunes of the four directions are being continuously drawn over. And throughout the world, everyone below the Emperor Realm has fallen unconscious!" Human Venerable reported respectfully.
"Below the Emperor Realm?"
"Yes. The mass unconsciousness in the other regions has stopped, but it seems not to have stopped in the North Continent yet!" Human Venerable replied respectfully.
"Oh?" A strange glint flashed through Tai Yi's eyes.
"Father, there must be something major happening inside the giant egg barrier surrounding the Ten Halls Hall