The point of light that Luo Nian had transformed into drifted for a while, weaving through a mass of seemingly chaotic points of light.
From a purely visual perspective, Luo Nian's point of light had not moved. It was the mountain formed by the points of light that had moved.
But distance in the Profound Measurement World differed from ordinary understanding. In truth, it was Luo Nian himself who was moving.
Before long, Luo Nian had left the mountain.
He continued weaving through the points of light. They darted around him like shuttles, resembling a river—and in Luo Nian's eyes, this truly was a river in some form.
After the river kept sweeping past his body, rings of light appeared ahead.
All the points of light were perfectly even, as if they had been carefully arranged into a formation.
After observing them for a while, Luo Nian's brows gradually furrowed.
The points of light representing his brows drew slightly closer together as well.
These orderly points of light looked like a plain, yet this plain was three-dimensional. Although he could understand it, he could not describe it, because nothing in Luo Nian's experiences corresponded to it. This place ultimately lay beyond the chaos...
The plain of light points radiated an immense allure toward Luo Nian, and he moved forward involuntarily.
He had not gone far when he felt a sudden tug behind him. The rope tied around him had caught him.
Luo Nian's body merely swayed lightly, and the rope came undone from him.
At the entrance to the cavern in Ji Shan Space, a rope began to sway, and the runes on its surface started flashing incessantly.
When Jiang Ziya saw the change in the runes, his expression abruptly changed.
Luo Zheng had placed Luo Nian into the Profound