At the same time Zhao Cheng spoke, every monster in this foreign realm prostrated itself upon the ground, trembling without pause.
Even though Zhao Cheng was merely a shadow—indeed, not even a shadow, but only the manifestation of a faint trace—to the alien spirits of this foreign realm, he was an unfathomable terror.
Of course, these monsters were incapable of thought to begin with.
They were merely the lowest-grade void demons, possessing only the instincts born from the settings bestowed upon them by the beliefs of living beings, without the slightest trace of Wisdom.
As for Zhao Cheng, his already translucent figure was steadily fading at a rate imperceptible to the naked eye.
By all reason, he was the lord of New Heaven, the absolute master of the entire New Heaven World.
But in reality, he had not completed the final step of forging an earthly Dao kingdom. The boundary between the void and the earth still remained, and the power that separated earth from void was now acting upon this incarnation of his, seeking to erase it.
However, Zhao Cheng was in no hurry. He merely looked at Wang Yun with a gentle gaze.
Wang Yun's thoughts, meanwhile, were growing faster and faster. Even the vague fantasies that had once existed only in her mind now seemed to possess an incomparably complete worldview, and through them, she experienced the flavor of one different life after another.
In a daze, a Panel actually appeared before her eyes.
The Panel displayed all sorts of attributes, while text was now refreshing in the Log section at the very bottom.
Log: You have arrived in a foreign realm, drawn close to the void and resonated with it. Random talent awakening in progress...
Log: You have awakened the talent, Fantasy Time...
Log: You encounter