Within the Myriad Phenomena Firmament

The instant Li Yang's body passed through the seven-colored light curtain, a vast and mysterious force wrapped tightly around him, like an invisible yet infinitely powerful giant hand clenching his soul in its grip. At the same time, the light before him flared brilliantly, dazzling enough to make his eyes ache as tears welled uncontrollably. By the time the radiance slowly contracted as though filtered through an invisible lens and gradually faded away, he had already stepped inside the Myriad Phenomena Firmament.

What met his eyes was a vast, boundless, and bizarre Chaos Space. There were no distinctions between east, west, north, and south here, nor any concepts of past, present, or future. Everything had been twisted and reshaped by the power of chaos, presenting a strange scene beyond human comprehension. Thick, syrupy Chaos Qi surged wildly. Every swell was like the beat of the universe's pulse, and the muffled rumble made Li Yang's eardrums ache. The sound was like the simultaneous roar of countless ancient beasts, yet also like the heavy sigh accumulated over billions of years, echoing back and forth through this boundless space until even his soul trembled uncontrollably.

The color of the Chaos Qi was so strange that it defied description, utterly beyond the ordinary colors of the mortal world. It was neither simply black nor white, nor a weave of familiar hues, but a unique existence that contained every color in the world while transcending them all. When Li Yang's gaze touched it, those colors seemed to gain life in an instant. They shifted and writhed wildly like nimble tentacles, trying to burrow into his eyes and pry into the depths of his consciousness. They carried a cold pressure, as though they meant to strip his soul from his body and examine it carefully, making