And as the endlessly surging waters of the Fated Black River flowed, the boundless dark space where Zhou Heng stood also reached the end of this stage of its existence.
The boundless darkness, originally deathly still save for Zhou Heng constantly striking the sealed living beings, now began to surge, churn, and twist slowly, as though some strange vitality had been poured into it.
The "Master of Truth" sat within the boundless darkness, looking down upon Zhou Heng.
Those eyes filled with "666" characters were like countless stars that never ceased moving, flickering, flowing, and regrouping deep within the deity's pupils. Sometimes they formed rows; sometimes they scattered into a sea of stars, as though dismantling and seeing through every falsehood and truth in the world, one by one.
Under the gaze of those eyes, Zhou Heng felt as though his soul had been stripped of every disguise and concealment, laid bare before that supreme, pure rationality.
Then, this enormous "Master of Truth" spoke.
The voice was still as grand and ethereal as before, as though erupting from an endless torrent of data itself, yet also as though slowly seeping from the deepest reaches of every strand of rules and every thread of cause and effect.
"A Boundless Endless Salvation Mission...?"
"Something of this level has not appeared for a very, very long time..."
"However, you cannot yet achieve the grand unification of Shallow Space-Time through the current Fourth and Fifth Expansions..."
Having spoken, the "Master of Truth" slowly opened a palm.
Then, the deity placed a wisp of the purest white radiance between two fingers.
The radiance was so pure it was almost transparent, like a spark of the world's most primal, most fundamental fire, burning quietly.
It had no warmth, yet seemed capable of illuminating endless darkness.
It