A being of unimaginable size was disintegrating-or perhaps this was the Ancient God's supreme body transforming into worlds, its overall shape still human because it had yet to scatter completely. But that moment was not far off.
These supreme great realms were gradually drifting away from the main body, astonishing worlds forming distinct boundary walls one after another. It was a staggering sight.
Deep in the firmament, myriad qi surged and myriad lights streamed past. Countless stars began gathering the innate qi and innate light contained within the shattered chaos. If anyone learned that the stars of these countless great realms had originally formed from the broken strands of some being's hair, it would truly defy imagination.
In some worlds, pulses belonging solely to myriad living beings were even faintly spreading, as though innate creatures or a God Clan born of chaos were about to be nurtured into existence. Even within the traces of heaven and earth's warp and weft, living beings seemed ready to take shape.
Within the myriad worlds.
Beneath an endless starry sky, a handsome young man strolled along. He was not particularly tall, yet his figure gave an impression of slender grace, his bearing as lustrous as jade, his heroic spirit restrained.
"My power is draining away madly, and even my perception is slowly being compressed. Yet my entire being is gradually turning into nothingness, moving toward a realm of disorder."
Lin Yue murmured. His perception was contracting like an inflated balloon, yet the sensation of his own existence grew increasingly wondrous. It was an unimaginable feeling, a sense of nothingness without laws, without the Dao, without order, filling his mind and spirit.
His Dao body was forming another existence akin to the myriad heavens and worlds beyond the myriad worlds. Had it already reached the