The life at the Daoist Temple was calm and uneventful, without anything particularly interesting. If there was anything of interest, it was only Chengyu; seeing Xiaodouding reminded Zhang Chen of his sister.
Zhang Chen had been walking in the dark for a whole month, going day and night with no sense of time, constantly absorbing the essence of the sun and moon. His soul showed no change, lacking the sense of Soul Emergence, yet the light in the darkness was getting closer.
But on this day, after the arduous journey, Zhang Chen finally reached the light source, and he was stunned on the spot, his Spiritual World trembling.
The thing emitting light wasn't an object, but a barrier, a light curtain.
"What is that!!!" Zhang Chen stood before that light, his eyes reflecting the source of the glow, finally seeing everything within the light.
"Impossible! It's a world! How could there be a world inside my Spiritual World?"
