Jeming followed the faint connection, "moving" within the sea of pure white light.
No distance, no direction.
He just kept adjusting the information structure on himself to make himself "closer" to the target.
The surrounding white light began to show subtle changes.
Not a change in color, but in "texture."
The originally smooth and even light sea gradually revealed a certain faint pulse.
Like a heartbeat, yet like breathing.
Then, Jeming saw it.
An Indigenous Person.
It floated not far in front of Jeming, completely different from the scene seen through the Black Giant Priest's perspective—an indescribable sense of "reality."
Its form remained abstract, a condensed mass of light with edges emitting fine light threads.
But at this moment, as Jeming witnessed it with his own eyes, he could clearly perceive its internal structure.
The outer layer was pure Energy, temporarily constructed from the evenly distributed Four Great Elements.
