Deep within the myriad worlds, there exists an exceedingly special world, vast and spanning tens of thousands of light-years, composed entirely of various powers of laws.
Looking carefully, one can see the power of any law.
There is causality!
There is space-time!
There is creation!
There is reincarnation...
At the center of the world, there's a lightning pool where countless thunderbolts of destruction gallop, emitting roaring sounds; any one of them could easily destroy a large universe.
Logically speaking, this place should be a dead zone.
Even a Quasi-Sage Great Power cannot easily approach.
Yet amidst countless thunderbolts, there floats a white eye, covered in rhymes in Dao, lacking any emotion.
An aura of high exaltation and supreme majesty spreads forth.
Whoosh!
At this moment, a stream of light traverses many layers of space-time, landing in this special world.
