Eight thousand years is neither too long nor too short. Lin Qian knew in his heart that he must make the most of the time.
In the very center of Shenzhou, Lin Qian was already suspended, surrounded by countless system frameworks bursting forth, eventually shattering into mysterious and unfathomable patterns.
The existence of these patterns represents the laws and decrees of heaven and earth.
Below, the entire land of Shenzhou suddenly began to tremble, as if something was trying to break free from its shackles.
Many people noticed the commotion.
At the same time, reporters from the Soul Vision Machine came to provide live coverage.
It seemed that their majesty was doing something significant, and without concealment, it was certainly open for live filming and broadcasting.
Suffice it to say, even this reporter was very curious about what exactly Lin Qian was doing.
Rumble!
Suddenly, a loud thunderous noise echoed from the sky as a massive white vortex appeared above.
