Some unknown time later, Lu Yuan slowly awoke from his deep slumber. He opened his eyes blankly, seeing the vast blue sea and the "Sky Fortress" waiting by his side.
For a moment, he couldn't recall who he was.
Hundreds of thousands of birds chirped noisily, playing, frolicking, and nesting on his body.
After months, they regarded this unmoving giant as a small mountain peak.
"Am I... Lu Yuan?"
Finally, blurred memories awoke in his mind, and he breathed out the stale air from his chest.
In the past, after an inspiration, it would bring indescribable exhaustion, as if his brain had been drained dry.
But now, Lu Yuan felt invigorated, with an indescribable power in every gesture.
His perspective of the world had also changed subtly.
In the past, his understanding of the Pangu Continent was limited to... it being a refuge, and if the Pangu Continent perished, he could always find another.
