Within the binding array, surrounded by eighteen pillars of condensed Microheavens, Wei Wuyin sat down, both legs flat, outstretched, holding his upper body with his arms behind his back. Despite the radiance of unfathomable light emanating from his every pore, he was languidly lackadaisical, exuding the pinnacle of idle behavior with free-flowing thoughts.
The Stellar Paragon's demeanor was simple, mortal-like. While the shedding of mortality had occurred, his thoughts, mind, and emotions remained grounded, staying true to himself and his interests. Even something as simple as lying on your ass, unwilling to exert any extra energy existed within him.
"So that happened." Commenting off-handedly, Wei Wuyin deeply inhaled, feeling the somewhat enjoyable feeling of his lungs expanding by breathing in the surrounding void like oxygen.
