A new day has arrived.
Seabirds skim across the vast ocean surface, soaring in the boundless sky, while in the city, congested cars form long lines, with horns blaring endlessly. The forest is lush and green, sunlight filtering through, permeated by a misty haze.
The Pyramids stand tall in the desolate desert, unchanged through the ages. The Eiffel Tower in Paris overlooks the city from on high, while Los Angeles dazzles with its vibrant activity, people on the streets coming and going in haste, laughing and joking.
Of course, none of this had anything to do with Yan Xiaobei.
He gasped for breath, lying on the ground as the immense gravity pressed down on his body from all directions, nearly crushing him completely. He gritted his teeth, drawing some blood, his muscles bulging like solid rocks, his body trembling slightly under the unimaginable pressure.
