"It's fine, because here... it's just like the Four Continents."
Without the protection of the Innate Dao Body, Zhang Ze extended his fingers and gathered a bit of Spiritual Qi.
This big face even had a faint trace of Spiritual Qi.
Dispelling this cluster of local Spiritual Qi, Zhang Ze summoned a portion of the Qi from his Qi Sea to his hand.
Using his hand as a furnace, he crafted a lotus lamp.
With a flick, the small lotus lamp bloomed, the core array turned, and an unending sound began to play.
"Happy Birthday to You..."
Looking at this small lamp, he was reminded of the first time he ascended, the trance-like vision of the Four Continents, childlike in appearance.
Zhang Ze felt that this two-faced satellite in outer space might be similar to the Four Continents in some respects.
It's just a matter of size difference.
If one had to use a metaphor, this universe is like a desert.
