"It's terrifying!"
Ren Changsheng muttered to himself; it was too terrifying. This vast white space was too terrifying. In this area, perhaps besides that power of nothingness, no other force could survive.
"What is this?"
At this moment, Ren Changsheng looked towards the elder's feet.
Beneath him.
In the area covered by his body, lines of text appeared. These texts resembled symbols that Ren Changsheng did not recognize, but he could slowly analyze them with his powerful Primordial Spirit.
Ren Changsheng sat beside the elder.
Sitting cross-legged.
Ren Changsheng's Primordial Spirit enveloped the lines of writing.
No idea how much time had passed.
A piece of information.
Appeared in Ren Changsheng's mind.
"Transcendence!"
"Dominion!"
"Nihility!"
"Hongmeng!"
...
Pieced-together information was difficult to compile, but Ren Changsheng gleaned quite a bit from it – Nihility? Hongmeng?
That wasn't hard to understand.
But transcendence and dominion.
