At this moment, a scene suddenly appeared in Chu Mo's mind—a world that seemed immeasurably vast. This world was boundless!
Mountains majestic, rivers picturesque, the breath of various Great Dao ascended from the earth, rushing into the endless void. Grand sounds of the Great Dao resonated continuously, like chanting sutras, yet seeming like a debate.
This appeared to be the world of the utmost Dao, where everything seemed so real yet so inconceivable.
Suddenly!
A hand as vast as infinity, as if spanning across countless galaxies and transcending ten thousand ages, flowed through the river of time between its fingers. It materialized abruptly and slapped fiercely towards Chu Mo!
This hand emerged too unexpectedly and too swiftly!
The hand was unbelievably large; the myriad of stars in the sky, like dust before it, shattered or were sent flying by the infinite power of the hand as it reached out.
