A fire blazed out of the altar and wrapped Yu Meng's body. Thin beams of light shone from his pores and wove into countless complicated spell symbols in the fire.
Yu Meng heard countless people pray, and saw the deserts flashing across his eyes. He saw the hundred worlds that he and his families conquered, the mountains, deserts, and rivers in those worlds, and all the small things. He saw every grain of sand and every leaf, while he sensed the energy waves from the hundred worlds.
They were like a hundred living beings, breathing, moving, sleeping. But, an intense exchange of energy and materials was happening between their bodies and the Chaos.
Within every second, these worlds would absorb a giant amount of Chaos power, and send an immeasurable amount of useless impurities back into the Chaos. Along with their 'breaths', these worlds turned more and more alive, and their great Dao of nature grew stronger and clearer.