The vast starry sky was getting closer and closer, and the light seemed to be distorted by some unknown force, presenting a spine-chilling transformation.
Like liquid metal in the galaxy, accompanied by strange blue-green light, they swirled back and forth, crisscrossing and churning. Both beautiful and terrifying, like giant droplets hanging in the air.
At the end of Su Ming'an's line of sight, on the distant horizon, there appeared a figure—its blue eyes dizzying, with long hair floating behind it, between blue and black, like countless stars solidified. It resembled a humanoid image formed by the starry sky more than a human figure.
This made Su Ming'an feel as if what he saw was not a figure, but an infinite sea of stars.
... People from a thousand years ago said their enemies were the "Word Spirits," also known as Dieying. The Shield was used to isolate the "High-dimensional," so it turns out Dieying was...
—"High-dimensional."
Su Ming'an's gaze froze.
