Giant

The origin of all wisdom and the limit of all wisdom, a complete equilibrium that was equivalent to a small sealed world in which only wisdom could answer... It was the only method to strengthen one's own wisdom and beliefs.

There were no landmarks, no time, no sound, and even the air seemed to be gone. Slowly, Lin Yun became paler and paler. From a youth, he turned into a middle-aged man, his robe becoming worn out from the passage of time.

Even after an unknown amount of time, Lin Yun's footsteps had yet to stop. His hair had turned white and he looked quite old, his body stooped over.

The only constant was the staunch belief in his muddy eyes.

The power of wisdom… What was the power of wisdom? That wasn't a simple spell. It also wasn't alchemy. Rather, it was a kind of mystery piercing through one's soul.