In unison, six pairs of "gazes" looked over.
Aria, Starfire, Lilia, Laplace, Tenth Thrones, Yuanyuan...
Su Ming'an merely lifted his eyes slightly, and the entire space began to reshape in response to the monarch's mind—areas ravaged by chaos quickly restored, chaotic streams of light smoothed out, black cracks mended, and polluted gray fog diluted.
Soon, according to the concept in Su Ming'an's mind, the ground beneath transformed into a plane composed of flowing light, and ahead was a transparent film enough to overlook the Star Sea of the universe, the dome lofty and unreachable, full of silver light, like the valves of an organ.
Such a scene was pleasing to the eye, the entire space cold, grand, and full of life force.
The forms of the High Dimensions became more "concrete", although still beyond the cognitive realm of regular beings, appearing as clusters of entangled causal lines. They floated afar, like silent stars under the background.
