The scene suddenly fell into a moment of silence; this matter was not small, everyone needed to think it through carefully.
"That's the Starry Sky and the silhouette!"
Bei Xu continued adjusting the angle of the video; it was indeed a brilliant Starry Sky, looking as beautiful as a Galaxy, with planets and galaxies slowly rotating everywhere, reminding Zhang Menglong of the Starry Sky back in his hometown.
In the very center of the Starry Sky, a silhouette sat cross-legged, floating there, about 2.5 meters tall, with perfect lines on its body like a masterpiece.
But it seemed he could absorb the surrounding light, nothing could escape his gravity, so no one could see his facial features clearly, only a pitch-black outline.
"Is he alive?" someone asked.
