Su Yi quietly came to a halt.
In his field of vision, Asking Dao City was still Asking Dao City, yet everything had changed.
A taboo, mysterious law of heaven and earth emerged, as though it had created a vast and enigmatic world isolated beyond Asking Dao City.
And Su Yi himself was already within that world.
Looking around, he saw burning Chaos clouds blanketing the sky above this world. The surroundings stretched into boundless desolation, with no end in sight.
Beneath his feet lay an endless void.
Su Yi could clearly sense that he had lost all perception of the outside world, as if Heaven itself had cast him out, reducing him to a "prisoner" in this mysterious world.
Time and space had been overturned into chaos; east, west, south, and north could no longer be distinguished.
Su Yi raised his eyes to the heavens.
The Chaos-like clouds blazed fiercely, like surging heavenly fire, more dazzling than any sunset in the world.
Deep within those burning Chaos clouds, a taboo and mysterious force of destruction churned. It was utterly silent, without the slightest sound, eerie beyond measure.
Su Yi lifted his wine jug and took a drink, muttering to himself, "Using the Zhou Xu of heaven and earth as the formation, Asking Dao City as its foundation—the world becomes a cage, and those trapped within become prisoners. Interesting."
Countless wisps of fiery rain descended from the sky.
The fire rain drifted ethereally, radiant as burning divine blood.
When it fell around Su Yi, the countless strands of fire rain abruptly transformed into a figure.
Dressed in hemp robes and carrying a sword case on his back, it was none other than the youth known as Qing Chong.
Unlike when they had met outside the city yesterday, the hemp-robed youth