He wanted to go back—no matter what, he had to go back!
Even Little Sun could only see the coordinates of the Type-Moon World. Though the path ahead was fraught with difficulties, Li Mo became ever more resolute in his chosen path.
The end of a world merely left him feeling unable to bear the weight of it, but the tragedy of wishing to care for one's parents only after they were gone was something he absolutely could not accept.
Along the way, both man and sun remained silent. The cheerful atmosphere from before seemed to have completely vanished amid that world's collapse.
"Sun Sister, I'm only an ordinary human. Why was that Sovereign so good to me? Could there be some other meaning to being a witness?" After pondering for a long time, Li Mo pursed his lips and finally voiced the question in his heart.
That final blessing from the most powerful god of another universe made Li Mo feel as though, once he returned, he could practically strut across the world without fear.
Wherever this body stood, the sky would be bright, the earth would remain still, blades would not touch him, and the world would favor him. Even if such a blessing of immense power was weakened because it came from another world, it was still the final blessing of a world at its end. How much could it possibly be weakened?
A trace of worry gradually surfaced in Li Mo's heart, because he knew that every gain came with a price. What had Li Mo done to deserve such an opportunity?
There was no such thing as pies falling from the sky!
Li Mo did not believe it—or rather, he deeply doubted that merely remembering that Sovereign's name and the name of that doomed world