Looking up to the vast skies, the sea of stars was engulfed in brilliant white light, at the distant end of the horizon was a faintly visible night.
Night and day, two extremes so opposite yet intersecting and connected, evoking a sense of extreme unreality.
Even movie special effects never portrayed such a scene!
"What, what is that?" the dean looked up at the night, suddenly stood up, and stared dumbfoundedly at the sky.
It's... fragments!
On the canopy-like sky, countless irregularly jagged fragments shattered and hovered above the daylight night curtain, almost indistinguishable.
The dreamy feeling that hit everyone left them bewildered, their gaze dumbfounded and shocked.
What, what is this?
Bai Chuwei, with a lazy posture, leaned against the table, one elbow supporting her chin, looked calmly at the sky and said lightly, "Fragments of the remnants of myriad realms' gods."
Just like those soul consciousnesses seen on Evildoer Island, they all are incomplete.
