Lu Qingshan's mind was instantly captivated.
It was a hazy heaven and earth.
As if just separated, shrouded in mist, but within it, the sun and moon appeared, hanging.
One after another.
In the midst of the fog, between heaven and earth, a behemoth was naturally born.
The behemoth seemed to be hermaphroditic, relying on itself, it then successively gave birth to four children.
One day, the behemoth gazed at the sun and moon hanging above, suddenly it soared to the sky, its enormous mouth open, soaring upwards, biting towards one of the sun and moon above Heaven's Vault.
"This is..." Lu Qingshan was startled, not only because of the grand nature in this image, but also because he had seen this scene once before.
—Years ago, while observing the myriad beasts and comprehending Sword Qi Spirit, he had witnessed this scene and personally felt the scorching pain brought on by devouring the sun and moon.
Only compared to the last time, this time he was in God's perspective.
