He Ao raised his head and looked at the sky above.
Although he had seen those temporal illusions in the deep sea, there was actually no chaotic spacetime in the depths.
Based on his experience crossing the entire sea, there were no areas of obvious chaotic spacetime anywhere in the Frozen Sea.
The chaotic spacetime was above the sea, in the sky.
This beach was located in the most stable area of spacetime above the sea.
He Ao took two steps back and tried to control the surrounding spacetime, lifting himself slowly into the sky.
When he rose five meters off the ground, the entire world seemed to undergo some kind of change.
It was like a bright, spotless mirror shattering in an instant, revealing strange and dazzling colored paper behind it.
That black, "clean" sky finally revealed its true appearance.
It was made up of countless fine fragments, layered haphazardly atop one another like innumerable slender sharp knives suspended across the sky, reflecting complex patterns of light and shadow.
Those lights and shadows intertwined like a twisted dream, bizarre and strange.
But they were not dreams. They were truly interwoven fragments of chaotic space.
The instant He Ao's body entered that chaotic space, the stable force supporting him vanished, and his "flight" began to spiral out of control.
He struggled to keep himself within the gaps between those spaces.
But even so, his body frequently brushed past the surrounding "shining" fragments.
The thin, invisible edges of those fragments were a dim void. Even divine consciousness would be swallowed the instant it touched them, leaving no trace behind.
He Ao raised his hand and sliced open a finger with his ice sword. As blood spilled out, it instantly dispersed through heaven and earth, forming a blurred leaf pattern.
The moment