Countless rays of light darted before their eyes, dazzling and radiant in every color.
Yet behind the layers of light, that short step seemed to span an age. Brando planted one foot on solid ground. When he came to his senses, the scene before him had already changed—the underground cavern was gone, as was the Gate of Light of the Measure of Ages. The layers of stalactites and mysterious magical erosion patterns had vanished into the darkness, leaving only thick fog and an endless black void.
Qian appeared right behind him. The girl held the Azure Spear and stared at this place in bewilderment.
This was the world behind the 'gate'—
A world surrounded by layer upon layer of fog.
A massive tree root pierced through the fog, suspended in the darkness. Compared to it, humans were like insignificant specks of dust. All around the root lay an empty abyss. In the pitch-black darkness, shrill winds could be heard, like one hideous, terrifying ghostly laugh after another.
The two of them stood atop the tree root, swallowed by thick mist both ahead and behind.
The monotonous wind circled their eardrums, but apart from that, the surroundings gave off an oppressive sense of loneliness. They did not know where in the depths of darkness the howling wind was roaring and flowing, yet the layers of fog around them remained perfectly still.
It was as though this were a frozen world.
After Qian, Medisa and Hypamira arrived one after another. Mr. Sharr followed behind Tricyman, appearing last. The moment he stepped down, there was a crisp crack. Looking down, he found that he had crushed a thin layer of ice.
"What the hell is this place?" Mr. Sharr exhaled, and his breath quickly condensed into white mist.
Only then did everyone realize