Deep in the cosmic starry skies,
The vast scroll slowly unraveled.
All the supreme beings, ultimate existences, stood outside the scroll,
Carefully observing every little detail of the massive painting.
Ever since that 'White Paper' squeezed into this universe,
And then was fixed here, unfolding in the form of a 'scroll',
All the Twelfth Stage powerhouses within the universe descended to this place.
This 'White Paper' was truly too mysterious, too inconceivable, containing an entire two-dimensional world.
Any being below the twelfth rank that approached would be automatically dimensionally reduced.
"There's no way."
"Even if we joined forces and tried refining for hundreds of thousands, millions of years, it would still be impossible to refine this 'scroll'."
"Correct, this scroll gives me the feeling of the vast universe itself, how could we refine it?"
