It carried no other meaning. The bright radiance of light illuminated the Chaos, giving Jiang Hao his first clear view of its boundaries. Before, it had been indistinct and boundless, with no end in sight.
Those boundaries lay wherever the light reached.
Within them, the immeasurable, ever-shifting Chaos, seemingly both formless and substantial, took on a darkness opposed to the light.
It was as though the arrival of light had given a dark hue to a Chaos that had never known color.
Dark as ink and deep as an abyss, the Chaos seemed to hold everything and nothing at once. Only the pure Abyssal Annihilation Waters remained.
Jiang Hao's spirit drifted across the water's surface.
With the light extending his perception, he gazed upon the restless sea of Chaos. It had no time, no space, no concepts at all—not even subjective or objective meaning. Then he spoke the second words ever uttered within it:
"Let there be time. Let there be space. Let there be a crystal wall to keep Chaos beyond Space-Time..."
His vast, majestic voice rang through the dark, annihilating Chaos. Wherever the light reached, the Chaos began to tremble.
Under his absolute divine will, the Chaos broke down from a higher state into lower ones. Part of it became time and space, while the rest became a crystal wall.
The nearly transparent white wall enclosed the region like an eggshell, holding back the churning Chaos surging toward it.
Inside, time began to flow, ticking forward like the hands of a clock. Space gained meaning too: up and down, left and right, every direction became distinct.
As Space-Time took shape, everything within the region that had seemed both tangible and intangible, material and immaterial, abstract and concrete, became distinguishable for the first time. All that had been vague,