In the boundless sky, Lin Ping'an hovered in mid-air like an immortal statue.
His figure merged with the clouds on the horizon, carrying a majestic presence that commanded respect.
His deep eyes reflected the galaxy, piercing through layers of mist, gazing at the distant horizon, as if searching for unspeakable secrets.
As Lin Ping'an's thoughts moved, the Spiritual Power Domain unfolded under his control, like a vast canvas slowly spreading beneath his feet.
At this moment, it seemed that only he and the vast ocean of spiritual power remained in the world.
His will was the sovereign of this domain, invisible forces quietly surged through the air.
In an instant, spiritual tendrils touched every corner of the Great Xia Empire.
The vast expanses of land, bustling cities, tranquil villages, and even secret realms hidden outside the mundane world, were all within his perception.
