The boundless, endless darkness seems like an abyss without a bottom, where time does not pass, nor can one sense the existence of space.
Jiang Shi's spirit appears here once again, as if endlessly falling. He gazes around, observing the pitch-black all around.
Even though it's not his first time entering here, his heart still maintains a deep curiosity.
It's as if each entry offers a different experience.
No one knows how long he has been falling.
Suddenly.
"You have come again. I sense the aura of my celestial demon's remnants on you. It seems you have indeed found my remnants in the outside world."
An ancient, weathered voice suddenly comes from above Jiang Shi's head.
Jiang Shi sharply raises his head, looking upward, only to see an immensely large black head appearing above, like a small mountain, deep and mysterious, filled with oppressive energy.
Hollow eyes gaze at Jiang Shi like two bottomless pits.
