A drop of water fell into the River of Time. This was merely a fragment of the past from a shattered space-time. There were no people or objects, not even sapient life, yet this scene left Lu Yin sitting there in a daze for a long time.
He simply sat there, not fishing, lost in thought.
He did not notice even when the fog was blown closer by the wind.
At the most dangerous moment, the fog had already touched his hair, causing a section of it to vanish, yet he still did not move.
His eyes remained vacant as scene after scene of shattered space-time and colliding planets echoed endlessly through his mind.
He brought those scenes into the Infinite Inner World and began deducing. After countless deductions, his gaze grew brighter and brighter, and all confusion completely vanished. He suddenly stood up. At that moment, the fog drifted past before him, startling Lu Yin into hastily dodging away.
When had this happened? How long had he been sitting there? He had nearly been covered by the fog and almost died.
He was shaken with lingering fear.
After changing positions and staying far away from the fog, the Infinite Inner World appeared around Lu Yin. Lines of power flickered incessantly, like meteors streaking across the sky. They were breathtakingly beautiful.
Every line of power that merged in increased his strength. The lines of power in the entire Infinite Inner World seemed endless, just like the starry sky. No one could count how many stars there were.
The strong could destroy space-time and shatter stars, but no one would count them, because there were simply too many.
The destruction of the starry sky began with stars colliding. Then, could his Infinite Inner World also generate new power through collisions?
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