The crack expanded like a wound.
Luo Yan did not resist. He observed.
Beyond the fracture lay darkness layered with laws unfamiliar to his world—laws that devoured spiritual energy instead of nurturing it. The Dao here was inverted, hostile, absolute.
"This is not an upper realm," Luo Yan concluded calmly.
It was something beyond.
When he stepped forward, his cultivation vanished.
Not sealed.
Not stolen.
Erased.
The world reset him as if correcting an error.
Luo Yan fell.