Chapter 702: The Secret of the Blind Man, the Shadow of the Great Pen

The Land of Origin Spirits was a realm of profound silence. Ancient starlight, older than any known galaxy, filtered through the void, illuminating floating continents of jade and obsidian. At the very heart of this primordial space stood a solitary structure: the Origin Spirit Temple. It was not a palace of gold or a fortress of steel. It was carved from a single, colossal piece of gray stone that seemed to absorb all light and sound. Its architecture was stark and simple, devoid of any ornamentation,...