It seemed like infinity within infinity, a curtain that spread from top to bottom, from left to right, enveloping the entire shocking and bewitchingly beautiful mindscape.
In the presence of such blackness, the vague mountain shadows appeared as mere dust, and the boundless sea but a puddle of water in a cup.
Such profound darkness deeply captivated the girl; she couldn't make out what it was, only feeling as if her soul might float into it. Since entering the bounds of Zizhu, all things high and distant, profound and desolate, became blurred between reality and illusion, unseen and unheard... they all converged there.
She was spellbound for quite some time until, suddenly, Quail Head's clear note resounded sharply in her heart. Only then did she awaken, drenched in cold sweat, to realize that she had already stepped one foot into that magnificent blue deathly stillness.
