Following that familiar call, Chu Feng suddenly found himself in a well-known void.
Red, blue, and white—three colored spheres appeared before his eyes once again.
Looking at the cube connected to the three colored spheres in the void above, a hint of respect appeared in Chu Feng's eyes.
"What should I call you? Creator? World Consciousness? Or another name..."
As Chu Feng's voice fell, the cube suddenly changed.
In the gentle halo, a blurred figure slowly emerged from within the cube.
The familiar feeling from the figure made Chu Feng unconsciously think of his late mother.
"You can call me Ji!"
The voice came from the depths of Chu Feng's heart, but he couldn't find any adjectives to describe it.
It was a peculiar feeling, unlike any communication with other life forms.
As the True Yuan circulated within him, Chu Feng quickly broke free from the influence of the figure.
"Hello, Ji!"
