Darkness. This was a world of darkness. There was not a trace of light, not a whisper of sound. The entire world was like primordial chaos before creation!
Su Chen could not describe the illusion he found himself in. For a human, it was an unimaginable torment. In this dark world filled with Destruction Qi, it felt as though he himself had been destroyed, as though he had never existed.
After all, this was not the first storm he had weathered, and Su Chen's heart soon calmed. Deep down, he understood all too well that at a time like this, he had to remain even calmer. If he could not even keep his own composure, he would truly be destroyed.
It was easy to say, but difficult to do.
The surrounding darkness was the kind that could swallow a person, leaving them unable to escape. Such torment was more terrifying than death.
Su Chen's Divine Sense sat cross-legged in this dark world. To become strong, he had to endure torment, solitude, and loneliness that ordinary people could not bear.
In this dark world filled with Destruction Qi, time lost all meaning. Su Chen did not know how long he had spent in seclusion. One year, two years, five years... ten years...
Su Chen had already lost all sense of time. Through that endless darkness, he did not panic, because he knew that the moment he succumbed to panic, he would lose. Nor did he despair, because he knew that if even he felt hopeless, what hope could possibly remain? Virtually imprisoned in the most terrifying cage between heaven and earth, Su Chen showed no fear, either. He knew that cowardice belonged to the weak.
"All energy between heaven and earth, regardless of its kind, has its own laws. Then what