This was exactly the place where Sun Wukong was curious.
He had clearly done nothing, so why had such a form come together?
Sandu was extremely speechless.
Even an unintentional act had managed to create a small world, one that surpassed his own years of arduous cultivation; could this be what it means to be favored by Tian Ming?
"Amitabha, this monk is also unaware, the benefactor can only rely on self-comprehension."
Sun Wukong pondered, feeling that the world was not perfect.
Thus, with a slight stirring of his thoughts, he connected with the Black Monkey Rune Seal, touching upon the world's operational rules.
At this moment, a sensation stirred within his heart, and he grasped the natural laws.
"That's it! This world is smoothly flowing in one direction, without rules; it is a lawless place, completely out of my control."
With the birth of a thought, the world changed; Sun Wukong gave it a bit of thought, and the small world instantly transformed.
