Just as his feet were about to touch the bright light, Qian Cangyi felt a chill beneath his soles. He squinted slightly, gazing downward, hoping to catch a glimpse of something in this fleeting moment. Suddenly, the light dimmed, revealing the truth "below" — a room with stairs, but the angle was strange. Inside the room of square bright light, the stairs had tilted to an abnormal angle.
"Wait, this is..."
In an instant, Qian Cangyi thought of the "angle," the angle at which he was viewing. He quickly reacted and understood why the room's situation was so peculiar. At this moment, his waist had already passed through the square bright light area.
In the final brief moment, he began to twist his body, adjusting the angle once more until his head passed through the square area. After that, he felt the world spinning; even though he was prepared, his body still needed a little time to adapt.
