Tianming looked past Wei Jing to two spheres, one black and one white, that glowed like dim stars. These were two cosmic-god essences that were ten thousand meters in diameter.0

“So these two balls are my grandparents?” Tianming didn’t really know what to say.0

Li Muyang’s expression was heavy. He reminded him softly, “Their lifespan has already reached its end. Even if they awaken, they can only hold on for a little while longer as cosmic-god essences…”0

“Got it,” Tianming nodded.0

Even if he didn’t feel familial attachment, basic courtesy was still necessary. So he stepped forward of his own initiative to stand before the two cosmic-god essences. They were massive, but their light had already dimmed, like a universe at the end of its cycle as...0