The place where the black stele should've been was empty, but there were a lot of… black gaps floating in the air.
Li Yao did not know how to describe such things. They were like the branches of a tree that had been dug out and burnt into carbon powder before they were consolidated into the weirdest and most twisted form. They were also like the burnt corpses of a lunatic artist who had been inspired by a nightmare.
Hundreds of real black gaps in the three-dimensional world were not affected by gravity at all. They sent out spider-net-like ripples as if they were embedded in the air.
The smallest gap was about three to five meters long and sent out multiple waves and tentacles.
The biggest gap had dozens of roots, with a length and width of more than a hundred meters.
"Is this… a wormhole?"
Li Yao found it hard to believe.
