The instant the Tenfold Tower pressed down.
Jiang Qiao felt the entire world shatter.
Everything before his eyes.
Whether it was the underground palace, the altar, or the passageways... everything turned into countless fragments that scattered in all directions, like glass smashed by a massive hammer.
Then some force erased even those fragments.
All that remained was pure, boundless darkness.
There was no forward or backward, left or right.
Nor was there an up or down.
He did not even know whether he was floating or falling endlessly.
There was nothing to use as a reference.
"Where the hell did this thing send me?" Jiang Qiao tried moving his limbs, only to discover that he could not feel his body at all.
His limbs, torso, and head.
It was as though none of them existed anymore.
Only his self-awareness remained, drifting through the darkness like an oil lamp that might go out at any moment.
"So that's it."
"That tower separated out my consciousness."
"I'm here in this world as pure consciousness now."
Jiang Qiao had plenty of experience.
He quickly understood what had happened.
He had experienced this sort of thing before, so he was not particularly panicked. The most important thing now was to find out where he was.
A little more time passed.
Threads of blackish-purple light began appearing before his eyes.
At first, the light was extremely faint, yet it stood out starkly against the darkness. Then, like a widening tear in a black curtain, it grew larger and brighter.
Eventually, it swallowed the entire Dark World.
Jiang Qiao found himself amid a vast, boundless Sea of Thunder.
Towering waves surged ceaselessly.
There were no islands or shores in any direction, only endless churning thunderous waters and arcs of lightning.
"Another Sea of Thunder."
Jiang Qiao