Little by little, it expanded.
It's unclear how much time had passed.
Blood begot vessels, vessels begot bones, bones begot flesh.
This process was extremely slow.
Yet it was truly happening, progressing!
Finally, with a muttering sound, Lin Heng's consciousness returned.
"I... I'm still alive?"
Lin Heng struggled to raise his hand to shield against the dazzling light; his skin was crystal clear, as if reborn like a baby, yet so fragile that even a breeze could pierce through to the bone.
"Where is this?"
Feeling exceptionally weak, Lin Heng forced himself to look around; this world was very small, and rather crude, incomparable to the world crafted by the Red-bottomed Macaque over millions of years.
There were no mountains or rivers here, just a plain as far as the eye could see.
From the start, this place was fashioned as a battleground.
"That's right, this is the space I evolved..."
