As soon as Star Prison Venerable said, "We're setting out for the Initial Universe," everyone's view through the portholes twisted and blurred in an instant, as if an invisible giant hand had crushed it. They hadn't even felt the slightest push of acceleration. Then an indescribable, bizarre sensation washed over them all.
"Ugh..."
"My head's spinning!"
"I can't see!"
Pained groans and startled cries rose among the thousand geniuses. Qin Zhao felt as if his head had been shoved into a rapidly spinning vortex. Waves of intense dizziness and stabbing pain hit him, and everything before his eyes blurred. Even his mental perception grew chaotic. This sensation wasn't caused by a physical attack or a soul assault, but by something more fundamental: a disorientation rooted in the very fabric of space and time.
A large number of them collapsed to the floor. Only a handful, either exceptionally strong-willed or somewhat attuned to spatial fluctuations, managed to stay on their feet, though they swayed unsteadily. Thanks to his World Lord Level will and his early understanding of the Law of Space, Qin Zhao could just about endure the extreme discomfort.
"We're now in the passage between the Primal Universe and the Initial Universe." Star Prison Venerable's calm voice rang clearly in everyone's minds, carrying a strange, soothing power. "The flow of time differs between the two universes, and the rules of space and time intertwine chaotically in the passage. It will make you feel unwell, but you'll adapt."
The flow of time was in disarray! Qin Zhao understood. It was an inevitable part of crossing between universes with different rates of time.
After about five or six minutes, the unpleasant dizziness and disorientation ebbed like a receding tide. Everyone gradually came to their senses, and the geniuses who had fallen to