The golden figure's muttering at that moment seemed as if it had crossed time and space, traveling through countless distances towards that distant place.
In this desolate world, a thin and aged statue trembled slightly.
This slight tremor caused the uneven fragments of rules on the statue to start vibrating as well. Under this different level of vibration, a hint of melancholy emerged from the statue.
"Master, is that you?"
A gentle and soft voice emanated from within the statue, transforming into a powerful sound wave, directly heading towards that distant place.
In the cold and unresponsive space, the only thing left was a sigh of self-reflection. Although this sigh was not loud, it echoed and naturally resounded once more in the surrounding area.
As everything continued to evolve and appear like this,
the thin statue finally started to change slightly at this moment. Finally, with a crack, the statue's power revealed its original form.
