Lin Yi looked at the scene calmly and didn't want to interrupt.
Seeing this, Li Jianlong gave a condescending evaluation.
"Idiot."
Although, from his perspective, the moment Lin Yi was sucked in, the outcome was already decided.
But if Lin Yi struggled a bit, especially if he came up with some high-end trump card, it wasn't as if there wouldn't be any twists and turns.
But Lin Yi didn't do anything. He was just waiting for death.
The energy of the small world gathered more and more, gradually forming a substantial light ball that supported Li Jianlong's hand. It had a sense of déjà vu like an Essence Energy Bomb.
Lin Yi felt the energy fluctuations inside, and for the first time ever, he felt a hint of the origin of the world.
Strictly speaking, it was not the real World Origin. It was just a fake World Origin that was artificially created.
