The High Priest finished speaking, then disappeared without a trace.
The ground shimmered with the silver glow of over thirty thousand holes, from which Silver Liquid began to surge turbulently, taking on various shapes. It was like each hole contained eggs teeming with life, incubating some kind of strange creature.
The domain was initially boundless, but at that moment, Gu Yu felt the space above his head slowly descending, the surrounding space compressing toward the center from all sides.
Darkness swallowed darkness, and the abyss devoured the abyss. He could only descend along with the shrinking space until his feet hit the ground.
When the surroundings stabilized once more, he found himself enveloped in an oval-like shell, devoid of material substance—filled only with himself and those peculiar pits.
"..."
