Fat Egg looked at his round belly and finally nodded slowly, "You make sense, let's go!"
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The place of origin, Sea of Ten Thousand Souls.
This is where all corners of the world converge at its ends.
Thriving vitality blooms.
Qi Yuan sat alone, his clothes fluttering in the wind, his expression serene.
"All things in this realm, they all emerge from the Sea of Ten Thousand Souls.
But whence do all things in the world come?
From chance, or from the escapement of the one within the Great Dao?"
He gazed at the Sea of Ten Thousand Souls, and many thoughts came to him.
"No, I can't think any more, I'm going to grow a brain."
Qi Yuan's divine realm is chaotic, filled with all sorts of strange things.
Planets turn into footballs lying on football fields, dung beetles rolling gigantic spheres.
Qi Yuan's thoughts also became jumbled.
If he grew a brain, if he thought too much, he doubted his True Spirit could withstand it.