It was exceedingly slow, yet utterly steady, like the breathing of someone deep in sleep, taking a hundred years to complete a single breath.
Pei Ye wanted to banish this suffocating illusion from his mind, but now his eyes truly could no longer leave that starry sky.
For six thousand years, hundreds of millions of people had lived out their lives without ever seeing the world's true magnificence. Pei Ye did not know how to describe this feeling. It surpassed human language, and even human emotion. In his memories, only the wonder of that moment when the woman had pressed her forehead and eyes against his in the rain on Kongtong Mountain and cast [Bright Mirror, Ice Reflection] into his sea of consciousness could come close.
Pei Ye stood entranced within the Temple. On the one hand, he felt that immensity which even the sky could scarcely contain, making his soul instinctively contract and cower; on the other, he could not tear his gaze away. For the first time, he truly felt the power over "a quarter of the world" that Li Jian had spoken of, felt "the things that weave our world" of which Yingzhao had spoken... The generation and transformation of such life, authority and power beyond human understanding, were simply like a magic drug.
Never mind controlling it. Just... just tearing off the tiniest corner would yield a tremendous power beyond the mortal world.
Without the slightest regard for his own life, Pei Ye rose on tiptoe and reached out to pluck it, but this starry sky rejected him, utterly unmoved by his request-even when it came through Shenxing Hall.
Pei Ye remained dazed for a long time before he heard Little Cat calling in the Mindscape Realm and came back to himself.
"Don't look too long,