Leon Luo used to think that the world was boundless and vast. No matter where he was, he would always feel awe. When he looked up at the world, he would see a tiny self. Even though the Seven Islands where he was born was one of the smallest of the Three Thousand Worlds, when he was above the vast blue sea, he would feel the same boundlessness.
It was not until today that Leon Luo realized how wrong he was.
The grandeur he had felt before was not truly grandeur, and the insignificance he had thought of in the past was not truly insignificant.
The true grandeur and insignificance is that he is standing under the dome at this moment, looking at the dragon above his head spanning the sky and the earth, the top of the world is looming in the clouds like light, and human beings themselves are as humble as a drop in the ocean, nothing but dust in their sight.
In the past, Leon Luo felt that although the three thousand worlds were divided into large, medium and small sizes, there was no difference between them except for the types of products and the concentration of spiritual energy. The big world has all rivers flowing into the sea, which has its own advantages; and the small world has simple folk customs, which has its own charm. Anyway, he couldn't stay and was busy with nothing, so he always wanted to see every world and play every kind of fun.
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