The gate stood in the Void, not located within any wall.
Upon closer inspection, it seemed to merge with the entire Void, towering over the skies, thicker than the earth; the more one looked, the more extraordinary it seemed.
Yang Yan stared at it intently for a while, feeling as if the gate contained centuries, the whole Star Universe, full of endless mysteries.
Most importantly, it resembled a giant mouth embedded in the Void, constantly devouring the endless Power of Origin from the Snow Demons.
"Huh, the snowstorm has stopped!"
Moments later, Yang Yan realized that the surrounding snowstorm had long disappeared, leaving a peaceful and tranquil environment.
Soon, he discovered that they had unknowingly stumbled into a completely unknown space.
Silence...
Around him, it was eerily quiet, almost frighteningly so.
Apart from the faint sound of his own breathing and heartbeat, there was nothing else.
