Fortune and misfortune were intertwined; no one could say for sure.
After Lord Mi stripped Lu Yin of all his power, Lu Yin fell into a deep sleep. Over the billions of years that followed, he comprehended deprivation and grasped part of this era's understanding.
Lu Tongtian, too, had to heal his injuries. He continually granted himself a fate, and his even longer slumber led him to a breakthrough.
Hong Shuang, Chang Chuan, and the others, meanwhile, had remained awake but failed to break through.
Though cases like Lu Yin's and Lu Tongtian's were exceedingly rare, they were precisely why no one could predict what the future held.
Who could be certain that those who kept cultivating would definitely break through, while those who slept could not?
The universe was full of uncertainty.
Come to think of it, this was Lu Yin's first time witnessing someone break through to become a Dominator.
He had expected something magnificent and awe-inspiring, but he had never imagined it would feel as gentle as a breeze brushing his face—as gentle as a hand passing over the entire universe.
A gust of wind swept across the universe.
It swept across the Six Luminaries Square.
Countless living beings instinctively looked up at the starry sky. They had no idea what was happening; they only felt that this breeze was somehow different.
The more powerful a living being was, the more keenly they sensed the difference.
It was as if a source of light far beyond the infinite distance was drawing all living beings toward it.
Lu Yin gazed at Lu Tongtian in the distance. A thunderous rumble came from within him, as if a universe were taking shape.
The Progenitor said, "In the previous era, a Dominator's power was the power to control the universe. But