"Hmm, a not-so-unfamiliar ceiling."
Byron suddenly opened his eyes in the midst of a dream.
He found himself no longer in the bedroom of Ganquan Palace, and above him wasn't a regular building's ceiling, but a vast night sky filled with stars.
Within each of the shimmering stars, faintly emerged a sacred figure, peculiar in shape yet equally majestic.
The reason Byron said this ceiling was not unfamiliar was because he had seen similar scenes before.
The space where the [Myriad Wings Angel] and other "angels" fragmented by [The Shackled Creator] jointly slumber––the Pantheon!
But now, strangely, the already vast night sky seemed even more distant, and everything was upside down, like reflections seen through the surface of water.
"Surface? Water? Water!"
Byron thought of the water surface and suddenly realized he was clearly immersed in seawater, and as soon as he opened his mouth, countless bubbles gurgled out.
