Under the gentle radiance, those artworks became perfectly normal, even giving off something positive and uplifting.
Soon, the warped, eerie sense of space throughout the Gallery gradually returned to normal as well. The walls straightened, and the floor no longer seemed to twist and undulate, as though a pair of invisible hands had gently smoothed it out and unfolded it, restoring its proper three-dimensional form and spatial order.
The end of the Gallery appeared before Mao Feiyang just like that. That endless, gentle radiance was actually pouring in through the Gallery's exit!
Lin Yi focused his gaze, golden light stirring in his eyes like flowing, molten gold.
"Domain Insight," activate!
In an instant, his field of vision shot ahead of Mao Feiyang's Original Body, closing in on that exit at a terrifying speed before passing straight through it.
Boom-
The instant his vision passed through the doorway, Lin Yi heard the crash of thunder and the roar of waves pounding the shore.
As his vision cleared, he suddenly saw the imposing figure standing before the Black Sea.
The Night Watchman!
The Night Watchman standing before the sheer cliff!
His figure flickered in and out of sight in the darkness, as though he had merged with the night. The sea wind howled, making his black trench coat snap and flutter.
Waves battered the cliff without cease, their impacts heavy, their shattered spray like fragments of the world.
In Lin Yi's field of vision, the Night Watchman slowly turned. In that instant, even time stood still.
The light of the Ancient Bronze Lamp, Mingzhao, swayed with his movements, casting distorted shadows like a dance of the gods.
His movements were unhurried, yet carried an indescribable pressure, like a sovereign of the darkness, or an impassable chasm.
Brilliant lightning streaked across the black