Moments later, Wei Yuan finally adapted to the Sea of Suffering and discovered he now had two different perspectives.
This sea of light, formed by karma, not only had ups and downs but also varied in height. In the center, countless rays of light gathered into a towering mountain, the top extending beyond Wei Yuan's current field of vision, fading into infinite heights; the base rooted deep in the Sea of Suffering, its vastness indescribable. Wherever Wei Yuan's eyesight reached, he couldn't see the end of the mountain's roots.
The brilliant stars in the sky, the blazing Great Suns, also differed in height, most clinging to the Light Mountain, with some scattered throughout the Sea of Suffering.
Wei Yuan looked down at himself. He had also turned into a speck of starlight, but it was small and dim, sticking closely to the surface of the sea. Even a slight wave could drown him for a long time.
