The world spun, surrounded by boundless darkness.
Bai Zichen felt only a void above, below, and all around. He couldn't perceive the passage of time or space, nor could he muster a single trace of Magical Power.
When his Divine Sense left his body, he lost all connection to it instantly.
This wasn't the black of the night sky, but a profound, bottomless darkness that seemed to stretch on forever. It was terrifying, evoking the deepest fears from the bottom of one's heart.
Overwhelmed by the desolate silence, his only recourse was to conjure the Heaven and Earth Furnace in his Sea of Consciousness.
Unexpectedly, in this peculiar environment, his Sea of Consciousness was exceptionally clear. The world within it felt more real, and the furnace's forging fire made every scene increasingly solid and refined.
In the westernmost corner of this inner sky hung a speck of Five Crystal Divine Iron. Though only the size of a grain of rice, it was impossible to ignore.
