Archimonde, commander of the Burning Legion, once climbed the World Tree with his bare hands, only to be blown to death by the most useless little sprites. Mo Yi refused to believe that even you, Imaginary Tree, could pull out a hundred million little sprites to blow me, Mo Yi, to death!
With the boost from his own world-creating power, coupled with the Imaginary Tree having just been injured and stunned by Mo Yi's massive self-destruction, Mo Yi—Aurelion Sol, the Star Forger—seized the chance to coil around it. Using his flexible old waist, he wrapped around the Imaginary Tree twice, then pulled a move like an old tree taking root, a monkey climbing a tree... Simply put, he stuck himself to it and hugged it tight, refusing to let it move.
Then he had Little Fire control the Aurelion Sol form and keep restraining the Imaginary Tree, while Mo Yi himself forced his way into the Imaginary Tree's body through the Light of the Heart, searching for Kiana herself.
"What a ridiculously long detour!"
In the temporary world where Little Fire and the Imaginary Tree were entangled, perhaps only two seconds had passed. But for Mo Yi, who had transformed into the Light of the Heart, he had already traveled through the Imaginary Tree's endless parallel worlds countless times—so many that he could no longer remember whether it had been millions or tens of millions of times.
But along the way, he had encountered so much. More importantly, he had always remembered what his original purpose was. Whenever the journey nearly wore away his initial longing and yearning, Kiana... and everyone else's faces would appear before him, reminding him that no matter how distant the journey was, there were people waiting for him to return to that place called