Early morning, Changyuan Trench.
In the super abyssal zone, ten thousand meters deep, silence reigned as if time itself had come to a halt.
Billions of tons of dense water stacked and pressed, depriving all light and sound.
Ultimately, only the extreme oppression that could devour souls remained.
In this eternal darkness, a cluster of azure light stubbornly held open a small world.
The enormous semi-transparent light shield was like an overturned sea bowl, solidly blocking the surging, heavy seawater.
Inside the light shield, the ancient and crumbling city ruins stood silently.
Massive stone pillars and collapsed halls, under the eerie light, exuded an ancient desolation.
Logically, this life-extinct forbidden zone should not have any traces of humans.
Yet in the open square at the center of the ruins, a figure in blue sportswear sat cross-legged.
He sat with his eyes closed, his back perfectly straight, like a stone statue meditating here for a thousand years.
