At the center of his brow, it seemed as though strands of divine patterns were interweaving, continuously sketching Dao patterns, emanating a mysterious aura, as if merging with heaven and earth, radiating a unique charm of the Great Dao.
However, even the gradually solidifying mass of divine light still appeared illusory, as if it were unreal, more like a mirage on the ocean, ready to vanish at any moment.
Clearly, this gradually coalescing divinity seemed to be missing something!
And at this moment, Xiao Chen was also plunged into a state of silence, his features twisted, caught in a state from which it was difficult to extricate himself.
With each breath, he constantly resonated with the divine light at the center of his brow, vaguely communicating mutually.
Star Sea World.
Under the Tree of Life, Xiao Chen's Spirit manifested a solid form of a Soul Body, an extreme exhaustion etched on the phantom's face as well.
