"Is the crisis averted?"
"They have stopped the will of the Young Creator from descending."
Tang Qi's second thought in his heart was very sure.
At the same moment, within Tang Qi's soul, a piece of information was parsed.
No, it was more like a passively received fragment.
"They are... the Library Founding Council."
This fragment flickered, and a softer radiance suddenly bloomed before Tang Qi.
A human figure, whose outline could be observed, appeared out of thin air in front of Tang Qi.
Initially, it was so immense, far beyond Tang Qi's comprehension, that vast universes or dimensions were but ants requiring to be crouched down to be observed by It.
Out of some form of goodwill, to facilitate a dialogue with Tang Qi, Its unobservable body began to collapse.
Soon, a special human figure emerged.
Its head was separate from its body, the body was impossible to observe, and Tang Qi could only gaze into that "head" which seemed to hover above all known concepts.
