Within the Dreamy Divine Country, Lin Rui focused his gaze on the gods before him.
The will of the East Abyss loomed in the eastern part of the Dreamy Divine Country, its 'motion and stillness' Concept exerting a supernova-like pressure, each ripple of energy engraving black hole-like cracks on the glazed surface.
The eternal night curtain of the Lord of Darkness descended from the west, and the colorful aurora faded as if encountering a nemesis. The velvety eternal night swallowed all light, turning even memory fragments into dark ink-colored ice crystals in the darkness.
In the northern realm, a massive icy blue sword penetrated the world, its blade surface encrusted with millennia-old frost, and the single eye opened on the hilt like a glacier carving—the gaze of the Northern Abyss made the dream fragments within a hundred-mile radius freeze into prismatic ice flowers, while the flowing river of memory solidified into a static tableau.
