At this moment.
The time and space around Yi Feng had frozen like solid ice, yet they surged onward like rivers and seas.
It was a contradictory yet natural sensation.
The sun rose and the moon set; yin and yang alternated; life and death intertwined.
From a godlike perspective that overlooked the whole, Yi Feng peered inward at the vast world within his Sea of Consciousness.
He saw the grass in this world gradually sprout, slowly growing into towering trees.
The giant trees soared into the sky, then gradually withered and rotted away with the passage of time, becoming nourishment for the earth.
The endlessly rushing rivers gradually converged.
They crisscrossed one another, slowly merging into oceans.
Life gradually began to appear within the oceans.
These lifeforms were tiny and fragile, so small that they were nearly impossible to distinguish with the naked eye.
Yet their vitality was extraordinarily tenacious, allowing them to stubbornly survive and grow beneath the ocean's ceaseless scouring.
Gradually, the laws of this world approached perfection.
As generations rose and fell, species evolved and changed.
The land bloomed with flowers in every dazzling hue, and many plants of varying colors appeared.
Beyond that.
Fish gradually emerged in the oceans. They slowly migrated into the rivers, enriching the inland ecosystem.
As time flowed swiftly onward, four seasons—spring, summer, autumn, and winter—appeared in this world.
Along with them came ever-changing weather.
The durations of the four seasons were exceedingly strange. Each season lasted decades before turning into the next.
The stars in the sky also grew more numerous by the day.
It was the appearance of these celestial bodies that influenced the natural laws of this world.
The scenes of spring were especially strange.
First came gusts of spring wind accompanied by rain and dew, brushing the entire