Lin Dong stands on the seemingly calm yet treacherous water surface, surrounded by endless gray mist, with the sky seemingly consumed by an invisible force, a thick barrier through which not a hint of light can penetrate.
He takes a deep breath, trying to calm his frantic heart, his mind echoing with prior understanding of this particular water domain.
A space capable of distorting, instantly displacing one from the original location.
"Stay calm, Lin Dong, stay calm," he reminded himself, beginning to recall every detail before entering this space.
Remember upon stepping in, the air seemed to have a barely perceptible ripple, as if the space itself whispered, foretelling imminent changes.
If that ripple was the key to entering the chaotic space, does it also mean it can be the clue to leaving here?
Lin Dong closes his eyes, trying to feel everything around with his spirit, as if searching for that faint light in the darkness.
