All of a sudden, the air around me warped, and before I could blink, I was teleported into the 47th stage. The environment felt suffocating, almost like the weight of the entire dungeon was pressing down on me. The ground beneath my feet was cracked and barren, with a dull, eerie glow seeping from the fissures. My senses were on high alert. There was no wind, no sound—just the heavy silence that wrapped around everything like a thick fog.