I'm Really Going to Become an Immortal

Consciousness began to blur, like dusk gradually descending upon a tranquil lake, ripples spreading outward one after another, eventually returning to calm.

The surrounding scenery faded away gradually, as if all colors had been sucked into an endless void, all details and outlines becoming distant and fuzzy, as if carried by the tide of time toward the shore of oblivion.

Then, a warm and familiar light pierced through the darkness.

Like the first light of dawn, everything slowly became clear again.

He felt as though he was being drawn by an invisible force, like a flat boat drifting through the Universe, gently pulled into an unknown orbit by a tender gravity.

This force guided him across the boundaries of reality and into a new dimension, an existence that was entirely different from the world he had known before.

This was no longer an ordinary Dream World, but something deeper, a portal to another world.

This was a domain constructed of pure cyan, beyond cognition, where every corner shimmered with a strange glow, as if these were colors from an artist’s most delicate palette that had never been used before.

In this dimension, the rules of reality seemed to lose their power as concepts of gravity, time, and space were redefined.

Everything had a new meaning, new rules.

Chen Yun felt himself floating above this cyan ocean, surrounded by a gentle mist, which was neither ordinary water vapor nor dust, but rather a material formed of tiny energy particles.