Darkness.
This was a fog-shrouded, dark environment.
The surroundings seemed to be entirely frosted glass, dim and lightless.
A thin mist wrapped around Jiang Dali's exhausted yet completely bare, burly body. Ice crystals like shattered jade seemed to drift around him, spreading waves of sharp chill that pierced his skin. Even his cheeks, torso, and toes—comparable to Divine Weapons—were frozen with stinging pain, as though gnawed by rats.
"Is this... the passage from the Comprehensive Martial World to reality? That unfathomably deep hole Mora spoke of? It truly is unfathomable. I've been falling for a full thirteen hundred breaths, yet I still haven't reached the bottom?"
Jiang Dali muttered doubtfully to himself. For some reason, his emotions became complicated, accompanied by an indescribable feeling akin to homesickness and apprehension.
"Hehehe... I can actually feel something this strange. It seems that battle just now really did leave me badly injured."
Complicated emotions churned within him, because everything bizarre he had experienced today had already far exceeded all normal imagination.
Earlier, when he saw the heads of the Four Great Clans actually appear within the Earth Crystal Core, he had been shocked and confused, even unable to believe it. Yet he had still decisively abandoned the thought of immediately killing himself to escape his predicament.
For one thing, if he killed himself before the heads of the Four Great Clans and then resurrected elsewhere in the Comprehensive Martial World, he would undoubtedly expose his greatest secret to enemies who understood that secret best.
For another, since the heads of the Four Great Clans had bizarrely appeared within the Earth Crystal Core to control the earth's will, he had to uncover the truth behind this strange event no matter what.
This was also the perfect opportunity to perhaps learn the deeply buried secrets