Pitch-black, vast, empty.
For the first time, Yang Yi stepped fully into the Abyss. Unlike merely poking his head out or staying inside Xiao Luo, this was an entirely new, indescribable feeling.
Unlike outer space, this place was far too empty. With no light, it was like being trapped in a pitch-black sea.
The moment he entered, Yang Yi felt unwell, as though he were carsick or his brain had been stuffed with vast amounts of chaotic, disordered information. He lost his sense of direction, even gravity seemed to pull in random directions, and he felt like throwing up.
An ordinary creature probably could not even maintain its sense of self here. Either its body would collapse into an indescribable mass, a "Random Aberration," or it would simply become part of the pitch-black background and vanish completely.
It took Yang Yi several minutes to gradually adjust to the sensation. Minor, localized mutations kept appearing across his body: scales forming on his skin, parts turning into mechanical structures, insect or plant features emerging, or even directly transforming into another substance. The constant changes were deeply bizarre.
Still, he could maintain his overall human outline. His system panel had turned into unreadable gibberish, but his Sanity had probably dropped as well.
Ever since rushing out, he had never taken his eyes off the building, maintaining his role as an observer while waiting for Xiao Luo to arrive.
Without a panel to check his exact condition, he could only judge how much longer he could hold out by feel. He hoped Xiao Luo and Su Na would hurry. Staying in this pitch-black environment was anything but pleasant.
He took out the Immovable Shield, and the burden on his body instantly eased considerably. In exchange, minute changes began appearing on the shield's surface, as