This is a void.
Here, space and time cannot exist, and nothing can come into being.
This scene is already very familiar to him.
This is his dream. It has existed for as long as he can remember. All he has to do is fall asleep, and he will appear here. Today is no exception.
"Today will be the last time." A faint, wavering voice spoke without a trace of emotion.
Just like this void, Luo Yang knew the voice all too well. Every time he came here, it always appeared as expected.
He remembered clearly what the voice had said the first time.
"Your soul is incomplete, and your body is frail. You are destined to be plagued by illness and die in misery. I have a way to help you comprehend the Dao and cultivate immortality, seek eternal life, and defy fate."
