This void has no distinction between heaven and earth, no up, down, left, right, no sun, moon, stars, no wind, frost, rain, or snow, and no flow of time or space limitations.
As far as the eye could see, there was only a dense, grayish-white, chaotic mist-like mist that rose and fell endlessly.
David’s mind was extremely focused, without the slightest panic, and the source of chaos within his body instantly surged and increased.
A thick and dense grayish-purple primordial light curtain instantly enveloped his body, layer by layer, airtight, completely isolating him from all unknown auras and strange laws.
But when he tried to expand his consciousness, explore his surroundings, and find a way out of that place.
That sprawling, invisible divine sense seemed to have crashed into a thick, impenetrable barrier. It immediately bounced, shattered, and retracted, and not even a glimpse of the surrounding scenery could be seen.
The entire void became a world of its own, completely locked away.
“An array? A domain? Or an ancient secret realm illusion?”
David narrowed his purple eyes, his gaze deep and cold, as he quickly scanned the void around him.
The laws governing this space were very strange. It has no offensive or killing power, but it is omnipresent and pervasive in all directions, bringing an ethereal and covert sense of spying and surveillance.
It was as if the entire void was a pair of eyes, staring intently at his every move and every breath.
“David!”
Not far to the left, Jiang Xuelan’s cold and alert voice suddenly sounded, carrying a hint of almost imperceptible seriousness.
His figure slowly emerged from the ash-white mist, wearing a spotless white robe, with a layer of frost-like essence flowing around him, and his sharp and icy blue eyes scanned the surroundings.
His brows were furrowed in alarm: “I was instantly pulled here, the space around me was completely closed off, and my spiritual energy was flowing very slowly.”
“I’m here too.”
As the mist rose to the right, Xuanzhenzi’s thin figure slowly stepped out, his hand tightly pressing the hilt of his sword at his waist. A vast blue-white sword aura flowed faintly, and a pure and sharp Daoist charm spread quietly.
His expression was serious as he stared at the boundless gray void and said in a deep voice, “I was just trying to break through the spatial barrier with my mighty sword energy.”
But the sword energy instantly dissolved and was absorbed by the void mist, like a mud ox sinking into the sea, not even causing a ripple. This level of space is far beyond our current understanding.
The three stood in a triangle, back to back, acting as shields for each other. With focused minds and vigilance, they immediately formed the safest offensive and defensive formation.
Just when the three of them were concentrating on investigating and looking for a way to break the deadlock, the gray-white mist dozens of feet ahead suddenly began to slowly expand and converge.
Countless tiny gray-white light spots piled up, condensed, and formed into form, like primordial energy from the beginning of time. In just a few breaths, a human figure took shape.
The figure was exactly the same height and build as David.
It was enveloped in a warm and thick pale golden halo, its body was sturdy and solid, and its outline was clear and perfect.
He has no facial features; his face was blurry, blank, like a reflecting mirror—cold, lifeless, devoid of any vitality or emotion.
He stood calmly in the void, his hands naturally hanging at his sides, his posture upright, his breathing even, without any spiritual energy fluctuations or leaks of his essence, as calm as an ancient golden statue.
However, this extreme silence simultaneously instilled within the three of them a deep sense of dread and oppression.
What’s that?
Jiang Xuelan frowned, her cold eyes fell on the golden figure, and asked in a low voice, “Illusory puppet? Law-governed combat body? Or the trial ghost of the Xuanming Ancient Clan?”
David didn’t answer, his purple eyes fell on the golden figure in front of him, his mind quickly deducing and sensing.
He did not act rashly, but slowly raised his foot and stepped forward.
The three feet long steps were steady and soundless, without activating any spiritual power or channeling any source energy; it’s just the body taking a step.
A moment later, the unmoving golden figure in front of them also took a very precise step.
His steps, angles, and rhythm were all perfectly replicated, like a mirror reflection, without a single second of deviation.
David stopped, and the golden figures stopped in unison.
FAQ Novel
Q: What is the dark purple light?
A: The dark purple light is a mysterious and hidden energy that descends upon the peaceful night.
Q: What happens when the trial tower appears?
A: The trial tower’s appearance causes the surrounding reality, including physical objects and all forces, to freeze and disintegrate.
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