The vast storm lingered in the darkness, appearing almost stagnant to the naked eye. The structure of the storm seemed frozen like bubbles in a block of ice, motionless, but only with prolonged observation could one see its edges slowly expanding, and its interior subtly changing.
"We initially attempted to find a path through the rift leading to the deep layers of the storm, but soon after entering, we discovered the chaotic space-time structure beneath," Kant stood at the edge of the fractured ground speaking to Yu Sheng, each breath carrying a scorching sulfurous scent, "Things are constantly spilling out from those rifts, some from the collapsed history of Boundary Land, and some even the chairman and I cannot identify the sources."
"We suspect that the 'Kingdom' fragments behind the Lodaxim High Wall might also be mixed in," the chairman said from the other side, "but now everything is mixed together."
