The moment the light curtain swept past his body, Shen Luo felt as if he had been crushed by a massive force, his bones seemingly falling apart, and his mind as if struck by a heavy hammer, nearly losing consciousness.
Fortunately, he promptly circulated his divine sense power, steadied his divine soul, and finally landed steadily on the ground.
Once he steadied himself, Shen Luo quickly turned around to look and saw a faint white light curtain flickering in the void between light and dark for a few moments before slowly disappearing from his view.
He lifted his arm and tried to touch in that direction, but he grasped only empty space; there was nothing there.
And alongside him, the mountain forest that had been there had vanished, replaced by a somewhat vast plain. The dense grass was caressed by the cool Moonlight and the breeze, undulating like waves.
