Then he discovered that above Mo City, it was as if a giant canvas unfolded suddenly, sweeping across the city like a celestial curtain.
It obscured the towering Dao Tree, and covered everything in heaven and earth.
Only the immense white canvas remained.
The canvas was blank, like a vast expanse of white.
Suddenly.
In the midst of Li Che's gaze, within that vast whiteness...
A drop of black ink began to seep through.
On the canvas, gradually...
It coalesced into a pitch-black eyeball!
The black eyeball, through the canvas, was gazing down at Mo City, and at Li Che within Mo City!
Li Che felt his breath catch abruptly—
As if an invisible giant hand had gripped his heart fiercely.
Whose eye is that...?
Boom—!!!
The world shook, the thunder rumbled!
A rain of ink fell upon the vast sky and earth, turning everything into ink.
Leaving only black and white, yin and yang.
Li Che's consciousness entirely withdrew from the vast world.
