I thought that the spatial rift was pitch black.

But soon, my eyes were able to adjust to the light.

It's a very bizarre feeling.

Black becomes the base color, and here things become white.

It's as if the world is a big blackboard and everything is chalk drawings.

I looked around the spatial rift, and I had a feeling in my heart that it seemed a bit inappropriate to call this place a spatial rift.

It's so big, it's just another world, another space.

I've been wandering around this space for I don't know how long.

After all, in this darkness, the concept of space and time has been lost.

At this time, the benefits of the ceramic body are reflected, and I no longer feel hungry.

I just feel bored, every day I walk in the dark, my eyes are dark except for darkness.

Occasionally, I'll pass by some suspended stones.

The stones were big and small, and the only thing they were the same was that they didn't have any life.

It would be terrible if the world after death was like this.

It's a nightmare that you'll never wake up to.

I don't know how long it was, but one day, I saw a huge platform.

The platform was actually the same stone, but it was large and flat, and it was clearly decorated.

It is suspended in the darkness, like a floating island.

I immediately drifted towards the floating island.

Ten minutes later, I landed on top of the floating island.

When I landed, my first instinct was to look at my ankles.

The roots there are gone.

But I knew it must still be there, I just couldn't feel it.

The Lord of the Yellow Gate would not give me freedom so easily.

I tentatively walked towards the floating island.

Soon, I saw a palace on top of the floating island.

Or rather, this was originally a palace, and the palace, along with its foundation, was drifting through the cracks in space.

I don't know what material this palace is made of, but as I approached it, I felt a strong sense of oppression coming from the depths of my heart.

As if I shouldn't have come here, as if I was just a rat sneaking in, and this is the abode of the gods.

The moment I stepped on the steps, I felt like a thief.

It's weird.

Could it really be the Heavenly Palace?

The immortal died, the corpse fell into the world, and the heavenly palace was suspended here?

I muttered twice and continued inside.

There was no one in the Heavenly Palace.

I saw the tables, chairs, and benches inside, staggered, and the walls covered with palm prints and fist prints.

There was a big war here?

I don't know what to think, so the ghost sent the god to touch the fist marks on the wall.

Who knew that with a bang, a powerful force suddenly erupted from the fist print, and it hit me with a bang.

I felt like I had been hit hard in the chest with a sledgehammer.

I grunted and flew backwards.

With a thud, I rolled to the ground.

The moment I landed, I rolled a few times, took the jade dagger in my hand, and looked around vigilantly.

[The app that has been running stably for many years is comparable to the old version of the book-chasing artifact, which is used by old bookworms.]

I took a closer look.

In the end, I found out that there should have been three people involved in the fight at that time.

Judging from the traces, one of them was the most powerful, and those fist prints and palm prints were left by him.

The other two are slightly inferior in strength.

The two of them used knives and swords, respectively.

As for who will win and lose this competition, I don't know.

In short, the palace has been abandoned ever since.

I took a long walk around the palace, and that's all I found.

Finally I sighed, shook my head, and prepared to leave.

There are discoveries, but not much. It's not very useful.

However, just as I was about to leave, I suddenly found a mirror.

The mirror was placed in the corner, and it was intact.

I looked at the mirror with some surprise and thought: These three masters have smashed this hall, why is this mirror okay?

Is there anything special about this mirror?

I walked over and looked in the mirror.

Then I was surprised to find that I was colored in the mirror.

This is quite surprising.

Everything in this world is black and white, how can it become colored in the mirror?

I looked behind the mirror and the back was normal and nothing was wrong.

I reached out again to knock on the mirror to see what it was made of, but my hand had just touched the mirror and I suddenly grabbed my wrist inside.

I was startled, and just as I was about to withdraw my hand, the person in the mirror dragged me in.

With a thud, I fell into the mirror.

I scrambled to my feet, only to find myself in a hut.

All you need is a table, two chairs, and a single bed.

Other than that, nothing.

The mirror was gone.

I...... Am I in a prison cell?

I was startled when the door to the hut was pushed open.

A familiar face appeared.

He smiled at me and said, "It's been a long time, don't come here unharmed."

I stared at him, and there were countless words I wanted to ask, but I didn't know which one to ask first.

"Why are you here?" I concluded.