Li Yan's field of vision was filled with an endless expanse of amber, and as the view kept pulling back, the amber seemed boundless...
Finally, at one corner of the endless amber, Li Yan saw a pale white vortex circulating; it was as if someone had pushed him, and he plunged headfirst into the white vortex.
In a colorless world, he saw innumerable black lines constantly twisting and swaying. Everything you could imagine, these black lines could outline. They became the sky, the earth, the ocean, volcanoes, countless icebergs, bizarrely shaped plants, endless flames, primitive humans fleeing in panic, and strange wild beasts that flew and burrowed.
However, no matter what these lines formed, even the most bizarre and fantastical things, they were still in black and white, like uncolored ink paintings. One day these lines fell apart, and these colorless things ceased to exist.
