First Entry

Mountain ranges rose and fell in endless succession, peaks of varying heights standing in scattered ranks. Amid the swirling clouds and mist, it should have been a tranquil sight, yet at this moment, space in the heavens churned, and a dark black hole appeared abruptly in the sky like a searing brand.

As the black hole flickered, seeming to inhale and exhale, a figure was flung out amid the eruption of its power. He emerged from the black hole like a meteor falling from the heavens, crashing down from the sky.

Boom! With a dull roar, the falling figure smashed a crater dozens of meters wide into a mountain peak.

"Cough, cough..."

Chu Mu climbed out of the pit, his Dharma Robe tattered and stained with dirt and dust. He was clearly in a rather sorry state.

He instinctively looked up at the heavens. The dark black hole was still flickering violently, but within only a few breaths, it seemed as though some invisible yet powerful force intervened. The violently flashing black hole visibly vanished from the sky, leaving behind not the slightest trace of its existence.

Chu Mu surveyed his surroundings. At this moment, he stood atop a mountain roughly a thousand zhang high. All around him stretched rolling ranges of towering mountains, while billowing clouds and mist surged like tides, forming a boundless sea of clouds.

Looking into the distance, the scenery before him seemed scarcely different from the world projection he had seen in the void: mountains and ravines, clouds and mist stretching on without end, with the auras of Monster Beasts—some powerful, some weak—faintly perceptible within the mountains.

The dense spiritual qi that marked a secret realm was even more unmistakably gathered around him.

It seemed that his descent—or perhaps the spatial black hole that had