Li Yao watched everything in bewilderment.
He did not know whether it was a real picture of the primeval era or an exaggerated depiction of a symbol. In short, the tentacles that extended out of the void tied up the immigration starships one after another. No matter how the particle cannons and vacuum torpedoes of the starships attacked, it did not care. Instead, all the starships, together with the Primeval Lord of Heaven, were dragged into the purple gap.
Then, Li Yao's vision seemed to have turned into a bizarre dream. In the middle of the surging tides that were as splendid as a kaleidoscope, he saw an enormous monster that seemed to have occupied half of the sea of stars. It had ten thousand tentacles and a hundred million translucent organs that looked like eyes. They were emitting vague brightness and were filled with inexplicable weirdness and fear.
