Under the personal guidance of several directors, Yu Sheng arrived at the edge of this fractured land. In the depths of that endless chaotic darkness, he saw the winding, glowing rift like solidified lightning.
The twisting light floated a few kilometers below the surface, and shadows seemed to drift around it. In the deeper darkness, the view was hard to penetrate, but Yu Sheng felt there was something larger and stranger beneath it, though he wasn't sure if it was an illusion.
He felt as if a vast presence was lurking below, something watching from underneath, something extending an invitation to him.
Yu Sheng's brows furrowed slightly, and his change in expression did not escape Baili Qing's notice.
"What's wrong? Did you notice something?" Baili Qing turned her head, her tone serious.
"I didn't see anything, but I keep feeling there's something deeper," Yu Sheng raised his hand to point below the rift, "What's at the bottom of this? I mean... if this darkness has a bottom."
