While Meng Chuan was shooting the breeze with the Group Members in the Chaos beyond the Shrouding the Heavens World, the Chat Group suddenly opened a view for him.
"Hm?" Meng Chuan frowned. He checked the others in the group, but none of them reacted.
It seemed he was the only one who could see it.
"What is this?"
Meng Chuan studied what the Chat Group showed him. It was a dark expanse of Void Land. He did not know where it was, but he felt that it stretched infinitely high.
Void Land had remained unchanged since time immemorial, silent and still.
Meng Chuan stared blankly. What was this supposed to be?
His gaze swept across Void Land. Suddenly, he spotted something. It was not entirely empty after all.
It was an indescribable mass with no fixed shape, changing from moment to moment.
Yet Meng Chuan could faintly make out a character on one side of its body.
"Literary?"
Meng Chuan was puzzled. Literary what? What on earth was this thing?
As the indescribable thing writhed, another side came into view. He saw a second character.
"Plagiarist?"
Meng Chuan was baffled. Literary Plagiarist? Put together, the two characters meant Literary Plagiarist?
"That thing seems to be clinging to something." Meng Chuan spotted something else beneath the indescribable creature marked Literary Plagiarist.
It looked like a world, with a humanoid being behind it.
More worlds lay behind the humanoid being. The creature marked Literary Plagiarist had extended tendrils into the world before the humanoid, as though drawing something out.
As time passed, the humanoid being grew visibly weaker.
What on earth were these things?
Meng Chuan focused on the humanoid being. He did not know who they were, yet two words surfaced in his mind.
Cult Master.
"???" Meng Chuan was