The consciousness space was dark and silent, devoid of time and space concepts, only eternal darkness and nothingness, like a cage.
Qin Zheng desperately struggled, wanting to break free from this cage-like confinement, but it felt like he was extremely exhausted, unable to break the shackles and leave this space.
Until a speck of golden light, like the rising sun, shone from outside the consciousness space, its dazzling brilliance penetrated the space, falling upon Qin Zheng, and his weak consciousness received a powerful nourishment.
Qin Zheng instantly gathered strength, directly breaking free of the shackles, and rushed out of this dark and silent consciousness world.
Then in the next moment.
Swoosh!
An endless sea of fire appeared before his eyes, with the essence of heaven and earth continuously pouring into his body, repairing his nearly shattered physique.
This place is... the Eight Trigrams Purple Gold Furnace!
