His vision was completely dark.
There was no sound either.
...
After entering the Miniature Void of All Gods.
Zhang Jing found himself in an endless corridor. It seemed to be made of mirrors, reflecting everything around it.
But what was strange was,
As he moved forward.
The reflection from the mirror behind him did not disappear as expected but remained there, motionless.
It was as if time in the mirror had completely stopped.
Then.
His vision went black.
Zhang Jing lost all his senses.
He didn't know how long it had been, maybe a few moments, or maybe a few years.
The noisy clamour around him woke Zhang Jing up.
He opened his eyes.
To his surprise, he was on top of a cliff, and ahead was an endless lake, the shimmering light of which reached the horizon.
Turning his head.
He unexpectedly saw the disciples from the previous Dao Institutes.
At that moment, many people, just like him, were slowly getting up from the ground, looking around bewildered.
Meanwhile.
