Had anyone else been there at that moment, even a Heavenly Sovereign, they probably would not have understood the scene before them at all. Xiao Yan, however, recognized it at a glance: this was the universe at the dawn of its birth. He had transmigrated from Earth, and in his original world, people had studied the origins of the universe. The most widely known theory was the "Big Bang."
What unfolded before Xiao Yan's eyes now was precisely that theory, which had existed only as a hypothesis. Xiao Yan did not know whether the universe of his own world had formed this way, but the universe containing the Great Thousand World clearly had. Although he could not yet fathom the deeper meanings within it, he understood profoundly that this was an extraordinarily rare opportunity!
If he missed this chance, he feared he would never again be able to witness the birth of the universe. His eyes therefore remained fixed on the scene before him as he concentrated wholly on memorizing it. He had no intention of trying to comprehend its mysteries right now; he only hoped to commit as much as possible to memory by sheer force.
To remember even more, Xiao Yan summoned both of his clones to watch the birth of this universe alongside him. Yet after several minutes of such intense concentration, his mind finally buckled under the strain. An unprecedented, agonizing pain surged through his head, forcing him to close his eyes immediately and carefully steady his breathing.
When he opened his eyes again, everything before him had vanished. In its place was the spot where they had originally entered. Xiao Yan sighed helplessly. In the end, he was simply too weak. Had he been a little stronger, he should have been able to hold on