"One flower contains one world; one leaf also contains one world. These are metaphysical descriptions, but they're truthfully not accurate, or could we really be in a flower or a leaf? What we call flowers and leaves are all magical artifacts forged by our ancestors using grand divine abilities, gates that lead to spatial shards."
Tang Thirty-Six continued, "The larger the spatial shard, the more stable it is, and the more difficult it is to open a gate. A truly grand divine ability is needed to successfully create magical artifacts. Only at this point can we finally say that this is a miniature world that has a master."
Chen Changsheng thought to himself, that's true, this argument is easy to understand. Xuanyuan Po had grown up with his tribe in the wilderness, so he had neither experience nor knowledge in this aspect. Hearing the two talk, he was very confused and scratched his head. "This place is so big; how can it be called a miniature world?"
