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The space at the edge of the vortex continually collapses inward and instantly reorganizes.

The central area is blood-red, resembling a pulsating organ.

Enormous gravitational forces emanate from the depths, furiously stirring the surrounding air currents.

The dust and dry bones on the ground are swept up into the air, and once they touch the vortex’s edge, they silently disintegrate into powder.

Fang Cheng raised his eyebrows slightly, somewhat surprised.

It seems the mechanism’s trigger doesn’t care if you bow your head or step on it; it activates with a certain level of physical vibration or energy resonance.

Thinking this, Fang Cheng’s gaze followed the suction force, probing into the bottomless blood-red passage.

He tried to see the scene deep within the vortex, but to no avail.

After observing for a moment, Fang Cheng slightly lowered his gaze onto the few-meter-high ruined pagoda.

The top of the pagoda is shaped like a lotus platform, and the Treasure Bead at the center of the platform just points directly to the vortex’s core.

The two are merely half a meter apart.

Fang Cheng nodded silently.

It turns out that the true purpose of this pagoda is to act as a stepping stone for later arrivals to enter the gate.

Fang Cheng, of course, didn’t need such trouble.

He slightly rotated his wrist, straightened his back.

The qi and blood within him boiled, circulating tirelessly.

The Mixed Element True Domain enveloping him not only didn’t contract but instead burned brightly, flames roaring.

Once prepared, Fang Cheng slightly bent his knees, tightening his leg muscles.

His military boots on the black stone ground suddenly exerted force.

Boom!

An air wave exploded instantly.

His entire body, like a launched rocket, soared skyward, crashing straight into the blood-red vortex.

The moment he entered, a violent sensation of weightlessness enveloped his body.

The world seemed to reverse, his body continuously falling.

But the direction of the fall was not downward but directly upward.

Or, perhaps, the concepts of up, down, left, and right had been completely erased here.

Fang Cheng was as if thrown into a weightless cosmic void.

The light around the passage stretched rapidly, turning into slender bands of colorful light, speeding backward.

The scene before his eyes began to distort wildly.

On the blood-red inner walls, boil-like blisters emerged like boiling water, revealing countless blurry black shadows.

These black figures seemed to sniff out the living like hungry ghosts, they pounced with claws and fangs, desperately crashing against the six-meter-wide golden Light Domain.

On the surface of the shield, layers of ripples spread, flames flickering like fiery tongues.

Once the black figures touched the domineering True Sun Fire, they sizzled, contorting into agonizing, howling faces.

A sharp mix of wails intermixed with hysterical laughter, turning into tangible sound waves that drilled straight into the mind.

Fang Cheng didn’t even blink, ignoring this mental contamination.

He allowed the gravitational pull to drag his body, speeding through the turbulent flow.

With Absolute Control over every inch of muscle and qi, his feet rooted-like, his figure stood firm.

Even in such a weightless environment, he maintained a stable posture.

A few seconds, or perhaps a long several dozen minutes later.

The eerie weeping and howling wind stopped abruptly.

Boom!

His foot suddenly sank.

The heavy military boots landed on solid ground, crushing a large patch of charred remains.

Gravity, nearly twice that of Earth, pressed on his shoulders like an invisible mountain.

His organs were yanked downward by this sudden gravitational pull, even the blood flow in his veins briefly halted.

Fang Cheng frowned slightly, his waist and back muscles bulged and tightened.

The spine emitted a series of "crack" bone friction sounds, resisting this doubled heavy pressure, forcibly straightening his body.

His heart pounded like a heavy pump, pulling the body’s circulation to its maximum.

The qi and blood increased their rushing speed and volume, flushing powerfully through his limbs and body.

Within mere seconds, he completely adapted to the environment, regaining control over his body.

Fang Cheng steadied his mind, quickly scanning the surroundings.

The blood-red vortex hung down from the dome dozens of meters high, slowly rotating.

Earlier, he had fallen from there.

Below was a round broken altar, its surface covered with faded, obscure patterns worn down by time.

This was an unusually wide cavern.

Darkness cloaked all around, the air stagnant like a pool of dead water.

In the depths of Fang Cheng’s pupils, the Golden Flame danced.

Utilizing his extraordinary vision, he quickly made out the details within the cave.

The coarse rock walls were unexpectedly covered with intricate murals.

The images depicted twisted limbs and grim, monstrous Evil Spirits.

Some had six arms, others stood on heaps of skulls, devouring human entrails alive.

The sculpture work was rough, its lines fierce.

The rock walls even retained deep-red paint, long turned black, resembling dried blood stains.

The style was similar to ancient Esoteric Buddhism’s tales from Buddhist Scriptures, exuding an indescribable bloodiness and mystery.

After gauging the surroundings and ensuring no creatures lay dormant, Fang Cheng willed a movement.

The Mixed Element True Domain expanded to a six-meter range, swiftly retracting inward, transforming into scattered golden light, permeating back into his skin’s pores.

He voluntarily withdrew the protection, attempting to expose his flesh directly to the atmosphere of the Otherworld.

His chest slightly swelled, Fang Cheng took a deep breath.

Scorching air filled his nasal cavity, akin to inhaling sandpaper, carrying a strong sulfurous aroma.

A mild stinging sensation followed on the skin’s surface.

That was the high-dimensional radiation energy in the air, attempting to erosion the cells.

Yet with his superhuman Constitution Attribute, that level of radiation is merely coarse exfoliation, incapable of causing any substantial injury.