Above those mountain ranges, at the highest point of the Myriad Worlds, in an endless place unreachable by either body or spirit, there seemed to be a star—the origin of this world, and also its end.
The star at that infinite height flickered gently, the mountains vanished, and the interior of the stone house appeared before Fang Yun.
Other than being larger than an ordinary stone house, this stone house was no different—empty and spacious.
Fang Yun sensed the stone house brimming with vast Primordial Power, an unknown tens of thousands of times greater than that in his own stone house. Such powerful Primordial Power could probably smash a Half-Sage to pieces, yet now it flowed past him like a river, causing no effect whatsoever.
Deep within the stone house, a small giant who resembled a savage sat cross-legged in midair.
He wore no Emperor Race Jade Armor, only a pair of silver-gray Emperor Race Jade Armor shorts, exposing his entire bronzed body.
His body gleamed with a metallic luster, as though specks of gold leaf had been added to the surface of a bronze statue. The muscles all over his body bulged high; every single one seemed fully honed and flawless, as though even a little less would be failure, while a little more would burst his body apart.
The muscles on his upper arms were practically two small hills, while those on his legs were like miniature mountain ranges. His entire body was as mighty as a bronze mountain.
Long black hair draped over his head. That black hair was like an exploding waterfall, hanging straight to his waist, filled with a strange savagery—more like a primeval forest, more like surging magma.
He had a thick beard, dense yet not messy. Though it gave an extremely rugged impression,