At that moment, high in the sky.
After some immense power tore open the Small World, it unexpectedly condensed into an incomparably enormous giant eye in the heavens.
This was by no means a spatial rift created by space being torn apart.
From within that giant eye, Su Shi'er could clearly make out a gaze that gleamed with intelligence.
The giant eye looked down upon heaven and earth, its gaze beyond mere disdain.
It was the feeling that everything beneath heaven and earth was nothing more than ants.
With only a single glance exchanged, Su Shi'er felt the blood throughout his body freeze, as though his entire being had been tightly seized by a Giant Hand.
Even breathing became incomparably difficult at that moment.
As for gathering his True Yuan and activating his cultivation, that was harder than climbing to heaven.
Before this giant eye, Su Shi'er felt as though he were facing the Demon God Xuantianjun of old—no, it was even more terrifying than facing Demon God Xuantianjun back then.
This... was clearly a horrifying existence that could not be surpassed.
Even racking his brains, Su Shi'er could not imagine what sort of power could contend against such an existence.
Under the giant eye's gaze, time within the small world seemed to have frozen.
Not a shred of the True Yuan in his body could be mobilized, while his divine soul within his sea of consciousness trembled without end.
Though he was suffering beyond measure, Su Shi'er laboriously turned his head to look at Zhong Shenxiu beside him.
At this moment, Su Shi'er was even more concerned for Zhong Shenxiu's safety.
The Golden Patterned Giant, this enormous problem, had originated from him.
If Zhong Shenxiu were implicated because of it, then even if he survived this calamity, Su Shi'er