The collapse lasted for about a Time Unit.
In the end, the entire world had transformed into a pristine Prism Crystal, quietly resting in the palm of Song He—inside it, radishes grew, as did glittering Morning Dew.
At this moment, Song He finally understood why it claimed it could make a Cave Heaven Pearl, could it actually shrink and maintain the stability of the space within it?
"Truly remarkable," he murmured.
As Song He caressed the small crystal, a slight sensing of his Mana enabled him to feel the profound Power of Space within it.
To be honest, if he could absorb all of its Power of Space, it would likely be a feast for the Miji God Tree, perhaps even enabling it to evolve a minor stage.
"You wouldn't mind giving up your old shell, would you?"
Having said this, Song He remained silent.
He did not store it away anywhere, but casually spun some Starlight into strands, binding the crystal to his wrist.
