"Chi, chi, chi!"
A bizarre scene unfolded.
The fearless afterimages, upon touching the golden vortex, were swallowed whole by the tiny gourd, like countless rivers flowing into the sea.
Even the raging Turbulence of Time and Space met the same fate.
The instant they touched the golden vortex, it was as if they had encountered their natural enemy; the tiny gourd swallowed them all.
The entire world seemed to fall utterly silent in that moment.
Only the young man in blue remained, quietly floating in midair with a gray Wine Gourd in hand.
"Phew."
"All done."
He turned around and fixed his gaze on the black-robed young man, who looked just as stunned.
"Xiao Fan."
Li Xiaoyu looked at Zhang Xiaofan and smiled warmly.
"Now, it's your turn."
Zhang Xiaofan's body jolted.
He snapped out of his shock and looked at the young man in blue who had cleared every obstacle for them.
His eyes brimmed with gratitude.
"Senior Brother Li."
Zhang Xiaofan murmured softly, his heart awash with conflicting emotions.
"Go on."
Li Xiaoyu looked at him with an encouraging smile.
"We'll all be waiting here for you."
At his words, Zhang Xiaofan nodded firmly.
The confusion and pain had vanished from his face, leaving only resolve and determination.
He turned around and looked once more at the enormous, amber-like Space-Time Interlayer.
A flame unlike any he had felt before burned in his eyes.
Zhang Xiaofan no longer hesitated. He transformed into a streak of black light and sped toward the enormous amber, which held his last hope.
As his body passed through the layer composed of pure space-time power, a strange sensation welled up within him.
He could feel that he had entered a world utterly different from the one outside.
There were no turbulent currents of time