Chen stood calmly on the spot, his eyes as clear as water.
Everyone, including Chen Xiaolian, had infused their power into him.
And each of them could feel that this immense power had begun to rotate slowly on its own, drawing even more strength from the space around them.
The Eye of the Storm had finally formed.
Apart from a refresh, nothing else could interrupt it.
Yet the refresh was blocked outside by the protective realm opened by the Singularity.
"What does it feel like now?" Dovey walked up to Chen: "Having acquired the memories and power of a 'god', you're practically a god now, right?"
"Nothing special," Chen smiled. "The greater the power, the greater the responsibility. And now, it's time for me to fulfill mine."
"Now?" Dovey was somewhat surprised: "I thought you were going to wait a bit longer, until the Eye of the Storm has absorbed enough power."
