The moment he stepped through the Light Gate, Lin Yun felt as if he had entered a tunnel—one that connected two different spaces.
Inside the pitch-black tunnel, an unknown amount of time passed before Lin Yun felt a piercing light against his eyelids. He slowly opened his eyes and surveyed the unfamiliar environment around him.
Everything around him was completely foreign. He appeared to be in a forest, but he had never seen any of the surrounding trees before.
The trunks were pure black, thick, and towering. Lin Yun had never seen such trees before, not in the Divine Realm nor on the Celestial Spirit Continent.
Aside from the unprecedented trees, Lin Yun checked his own condition and found that nothing had changed. His cultivation was intact, the strength of his physical body was the same—everything was exactly as it had been before.
Moreover, Lin Yun and the others had not been separated. A short while later, everyone had gathered together.
