The beauty of the sunset had given way to the night sky adorned with stars. Long Tian sat cross-legged, closing his eyes.
He wasn't just concentrating; he was delving into the depths of his own consciousness. Here, he took on a spectral form, and before him stretched an expansive ocean, with a clear galaxy panorama in the sky.
But he saw something different—a multitude of countless pillars made of darkness, seemingly supporting the sky.
He could deduce what they were, perhaps due to the power of darkness he had acquired.
Turning his gaze elsewhere, two colossal golden statues stood, representing his martial spirits, Zeus and Shen Long.
A contented smile graced Long Tian's face. All of this was the result of his diligent efforts over time; he had gained various powers and become much stronger since transmigrating to this world a month ago.
