Feng Chen closed his eyes, letting the hum of his Yang Qi guide him deeper into his consciousness.
The familiar sensation of being pulled inward surged through him, and soon he found himself standing in the vast, boundless expanse of his inner realm.
A blank white void stretched out endlessly in all directions... empty, cold, and sterile.
This place, though it lacked life, had become a familiar battleground for his thoughts, the place where he often came to confront his most elusive questions.
In the center of this realm stood the system, a featureless figure, humanoid in form but lacking any distinguishing features.
Its body was smooth, mannequin-like, and devoid of life except for the faint glow that pulsed from within its chest. It didn't move. It didn't breathe. It simply existed.
