I am the cosmos.
This is Han Zhan's Path of Creation.
It's also the greatest harvest he got from all the Saints in the Fruit World.
Even the branches of the World Tree can't blanket an entire cosmos.
As the silver radiance burst forth, countless branches were forced open again.
Look closely—that's star after star, each giving off a faint, clear glow. Only when billions of stars gather together can they shine that insanely bright!
Han Zhan's cosmos unfurled across this pitch-black Star Domain.
Every single star returned to its precise position. A billion stars meant a billion coordinates.
Han Zhan had only seen it once in the Fruit World, and he remembered all billion precise positions. You couldn't even call him a monster at this point.
By Saint Fu Xi's original plan, he only expected Han Zhan to memorize one-third of the stars' positions.
