From Zhang Lie's perspective, the figure formed out of orbs represented the pinnacle of the mathematical sciences, an existence that surpassed time and space. The orbs continued to grow, vanish, and change, causing Zhang Lie's head to throb as he looked at them.

Li Zongming, despite being the king of a superior world, bled from both his eyes. The warlords clutched their heads in pain as they curled up on the ground.

The envoy, who had shut both his eyes, laughed. "To dare to look directly at the king of keys—you're lucky your heads didn't explode on sight."

Li Zongming groaned. "If you knew what would happen, why didn't you inform us?"

The envoy shrugged. "I'm not from your world, after all. Is there a need for me to respect a superior...