Chen Shouyi felt a bit terrified.
This half-plane was unstable, with space ripples appearing now and then.
Obviously, this kind of mini-universe, compared to a real universe, was as fragile as a newborn baby.
He had a thought.
A powerful will extended endlessly, and an overwhelmingly strong aura erupted.
The asteroid cracked with countless thick fissures, spreading rapidly like a web. Some smaller meteors shattered without resistance, even the space vibrated violently, making one worry that this plane might not withstand the pressure and suddenly collapse.
Soon, Chen Shouyi's will gradually merged into every corner of this world, having a faint connection with this plane.
"Sure enough, the Divine Country is built on this foundation."
