The middle aged man’s desperate emotion domain, the old woman’s comfort domain, and the cyan robbed man’s passing of time domain all floated inside Wang Lin’s mind. After a while, Wang Lin gained a sliver of understanding. This domain was something that was obtained when someone was perceiving the heavens based on their life experiences.
Then what would his own domain be? Wang Lin closed his eyes. In that moment, his entire being changed. After a long time, he opened his eyes and grabbed a knife to begin carving.
The wooden chips fell to the ground. His knife flowed smoothly like water and without rest. Gradually, the piece of wood took the shape of someone forming a seal with one hand.
Wang Lin’s eyes became focused. At the moment, nothing could disturb Wang Lin’s concentration. What his mind was thinking about and what his eyes were seeing were the old man’s desperate emotion domain.
The amount of wood shavings on the ground increased. The speed of Wang Lin’s knife increased until it formed afterimages. After a long time, Wang Lin’s right hand suddenly paused. The knife in his right hand broke in half. The blade of the knife flew into a shelf and let out a buzzing sound.
Wang Lin didn’t pay attention to any of this as he looked at the carving in his hand. The carving was already completed. The middle aged man looked like he was alive. The carving contained a sliver of desperate emotion domain. However, this domain wasn’t being released at all. It was completely contained within the carving.
Wang Lin slowly closed his eyes. After feeling it for a long time, he gently placed the middle aged man’s carving on the ground.
Wang Lin muttered to himself, “It is still not enough…”