Everything before his eyes was perplexing.
Truly perplexing!
Xiang Beifei ventured into this area, and his first impression was confusion.
He felt as if he had forgotten the concepts of time and space, couldn't see direction, couldn't perceive color, couldn't see any light. For a moment, he was even uncertain about his own existence.
That feeling was as if his entire worldview had been overturned: no up and down, no left and right. When he raised his hand, he wasn't sure if his hand was still a hand.
He suddenly realized that Kongcheng was right.
There was no logic or pattern here. Everything he understood in that world was invalid here; roads were not roads, people were not people.
"You are there, yet you aren't; when you aren't there, you must be there."
Suddenly, Xiang Beifei began to understand the mystic words Kongcheng had said last time.
Worlds are built upon rules, and rules determine the existence of weight, length, sound, taste... Everyone lives by this definition.
