Every law Shi Yi had touched upon was here, as were those he had never encountered.
Endless strands of the power of rules gathered together, like torrents, like stars, magnificent and dazzling, stretching beyond the reach of his eyes.
At this moment, Shi Yi profoundly understood how small and insignificant he was.
Compared with the Quasi-World Tree, he was not even a speck of dust.
Yet a speck of dust could fill an ocean, and a blade of grass could cleave through every star, sun, and moon. So long as he continued evolving and transforming, one day he would stand at the same height as this towering tree, or even surpass it and look down upon it.
Shi Yi possessed such ambition, as well as the ability and confidence to fulfill it.
As though sensing Shi Yi's state of mind, the Quasi-World Tree trembled slightly. Boundless chaos qi spread outward, as if it would forge heaven and earth anew.
Upon its countless branches and leaves, stars approaching maturity glittered one after another, releasing astonishing Dao laws that surged toward the branch bearing the Sun God Flower atop the crown.
Lin Ni, the Heavenly Emperor's granddaughter, watched this calmly, unsurprised.
After all, countless ages ago, in that ancient era called Emperorfall, this Sun God Tree had been an old acquaintance of Shi Yi's. Naturally, upon meeting him again after so long, it was willing to lend him a hand and help him achieve his aims.
Rumble!
On the meditation cushion atop a branch of the Sun God Tree, deafening rumbles came from Shi Yi's body. They were the rumbles of the Great Dao. Endless rules and profound principles emerged, swirling around him and enveloping him.
Golden lotuses appeared in the void and blossomed, illuminating the place with supreme sanctity and brilliance.