There are no trees on the open ground in front of No. 66 Wutong Road.Of course, even if there were trees, they couldn't hold up a dragon.
So, moments later, the chubby white dragon cub landed heavily on the broken floating land—and even slid forward a few meters.
Yu Sheng, having become familiar with the process, jumped down before Baili Qing touched ground, and aside from rolling somewhat awkwardly, he wasn't hurt at all.
Half a minute later, Baili Qing, with a blank expression, transformed into human form and approached Yu Sheng, who was dusting off his clothes: "Are you alright?"
Yu Sheng often admired this expressionless Dragon Lady—how could she manage to keep her expression tight after tumbling during a crash landing?
"I'm fine, my body is quite sturdy now," Yu Sheng waved his hand, making an effort not to discuss the two successive crashes and then turned his attention to the mysterious "No. 66 Wutong Road," "… Is it really identical?"
Baili Xue slid off Baili Qing's back, cautiously floating to the building, circling it once before quickly flying back.
"It looks identical to No. 66 Wutong Road from the outside, but all the glass is black, so you can't see inside."
Yu Sheng listened seriously, and after a slight hesitation, he stepped up to the large house's door.
Familiar door, familiar steps.
Why is there such a place at the base of the Fault? Why is there a Great Void where the Council Tower should stand? Why is there a "No. 66 Wutong Road" inside the void?
With a belly full of questions, Yu Sheng's hand grasped the doorknob and turned it slightly.
The door was tightly locked; the doorknob did not budge.
"Hmm?"
Yu Sheng glanced at the door in surprise and shook it twice more incredulously.
The door remained tightly locked, the handle showing no sign of turning.
"Why don't you try using the key?" Baili Xue mumbled from the side.
Yu Sheng glared: "I haven't used a key to open a door in two years! Besides, haven't you noticed that there's no keyhole on this door?"
"Oh, it really is," Baili Xue moved closer for a look, then looked at Yu Sheng with a subtle gaze, "Is there really a door in this world that you can't open?"
Yu Sheng felt a bit embarrassed, but the door that remained immovable left him with no grounds to argue. He tried several more times and could only give up resignedly, then went to the nearest window to peer inside.
The window opposite should be the living room—but as Baili Xue mentioned, the window was completely dark, and nothing could be seen.
Yu Sheng even felt as if the entire window and the space behind it were one solid piece of black obsidian, and the "No. 66 Wutong Road" in front of him didn't have any so-called "interior"—which is why the door couldn't be opened.
He circled the house for inspection and finally returned to the front door.
Under Baili Qing and Baili Xue's watching gaze, he took out the Bloodletting Knife he carried with him and unhesitatingly slashed a wound on his palm, then pressed his hand onto the doorknob.
With eyes slightly closed, Yu Sheng suppressed the chaotic thoughts and agitation at the bottom of his heart. Taking a deep breath, he attempted to perceive the door's existence and tried to establish a connection with it.
The blood was instantly absorbed, and Yu Sheng felt his consciousness float lightly upward in a dark space. Before he could see what was there in the darkness, a fierce sensation of falling suddenly hit him.
In a trance, he saw countless blurry illusions surging in his mind.
He felt as if lying in thick, cold earth, but the feeling was not frightening; it was only peaceful and tranquil. Suddenly, he felt as though he was falling from somewhere unknown, as if crossing barriers of time and space, heading towards a continent floating in the void; he sensed faint sounds in his ears, unfamiliar conversations coming, distant and blurry—
"Captain… why is there something… blurry over there…"
"That's a… tomb covered with an encrypted data packet, sunk in… the mathematical void… absolutely stable there…"
Blurred and remote conversation turned into increasingly loud noise, various tangled perceptions gathered deep in consciousness, Yu Sheng inexplicably felt a wave of irritation, and he suddenly swung his hand—the noise burst into a roar, then his five senses instantaneously returned, and he heard Baili Qing and Baili Xue's simultaneous exclamation.
Yu Sheng abruptly opened his eyes, and the first thing he saw was a massive crack splitting the "No. 66 Wutong Road."
It seemed as though something inside was trying to break free; the entire building was cracking, the huge fissure instantly branching into countless fractures and covering the walls and roof— "No. 66 Wutong Road" began collapsing, revealing a massive black structure from within the crumbling walls.
Baili Qing pulled the somewhat dazed Yu Sheng back several steps, and just within those steps, the entire building had already crumbled to sand.
A strange, triangular mysterious structure stood in the collapsed grey-white dust.
The building was dark and solemn, as if carved from one giant piece of black obsidian, with countless intricate and mysterious symbols on its surface. Inside the triangle was a giant doorway, tightly closed, with no gaps and no handle, only numerous dark red, vein-like patterns covering the door, like the cycle of life and death.
It stood there silently and solemnly, with patterns on its surface that no one could read. However, at the first moment he saw the door, the name of the door naturally surfaced in Yu Sheng's mind—
It is called "The End".
Yu Sheng softly muttered the name that inexplicably appeared in his mind.
Beside him, Baili Qing was still immersed in shock and didn't catch Yu Sheng's murmuring, instinctively asked, "What?"
Yu Sheng, without much thought, said, "Those who see this door have reached the end of their lives."
As soon as he finished speaking, Baili Xue's eyes almost fell to the ground: "Ah?! Then let's run quickly—"
"No, no, that's just a saying," Yu Sheng came to his senses with a jolt, hurriedly waving his hands, "I mean, the door's name is 'The End', meaning that seeing it equals reaching the end of life... it's just a name."
But Baili Qing still stared intently into Yu Sheng's eyes, the small figure exuding great authority, her expression turning grave: "How do you know all this?"
Upon hearing this, Yu Sheng was taken aback himself: "...Yeah, how do I know... I'm not sure, these things just suddenly popped into my mind."
He scratched his head, noticing Baili Qing's gaze becoming tense and serious, with a hint of vague unease.
Yu Sheng laughed.
"It's alright, it's alright, I'm often like this, seeing and hearing strange things, but it doesn't affect me much."
Baili Qing seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, though her face remained taut and it was not easy to tell.
Yet Yu Sheng didn't pay much attention to Baili Qing's subsequent reaction, because his attention was involuntarily drawn to the triangular, bizarre door.
He walked toward the door, with Baili Xue's anxious exclamation from behind: "Hey! You, be careful! This thing looks very wrong!"
Yu Sheng waved his hand, then reached out and pressed against the pitch-black door.
The dark red patterns on the surface of the door pulsed subtly, as if blood flowed within. Yu Sheng felt a subtle connection between those "blood vessels" and himself. However, for some reason, it seemed as if there was always a thick curtain separating this connection; he could hear some voices but couldn't make them out, he could sense the door trying to convey something to him, yet couldn't understand.
He pushed it slightly—an action somewhat risky, as no one knew what lay on the other side of the door, but instinct told him it was time to open it.
Yet the door didn't move an inch.
Baili Xue's voice came from behind him: "Maybe it has to be pulled?"
"There's no place to grip…" Yu Sheng stared awkwardly at the door with no handle, "Besides, I remember this door can be both pushed and pulled..."
He pushed harder this time—
A rumbling responded to him.
The rumbling didn't come from the door, but from inside his mind.
The next second, he suddenly felt the ground under his feet shaking—as if the force he exerted not only pushed against the door but also against the foundation of this suspended land.
In the blink of an eye, the tremors of the earth intensified, the jagged and shattered structure at the edge of the land began to disintegrate and float in the air!
"This place is about to collapse!" Baili Xue screamed, crashing into Yu Sheng's face, "Quick…"
However, before she finished speaking, the collapsing and shattering light and shadow filled Yu Sheng's vision, followed quickly by a sense of weightlessness hitting him. Yu Sheng felt the whole world suddenly drift away from him, but the next moment, his disordered senses returned to him.
As if startling awake from a bizarre and wondrous dream realm, Yu Sheng opened his eyes wide, cold sweat soaking his back, heart pounding.
He found himself sitting on the wide back of a pure white giant dragon, surrounded by the chaotic scene within the Fault.
And Baili Qing was in some trance.
Of course, he couldn't tell from the hard dragon face whether the counterpart was in a trance, but Baili Qing's wings had stopped flapping…
Yet before Yu Sheng could exclaim, Baili Xue's scream came from the side: "Sis! Sis! We're about to fall! Fly quickly!"
The next second, Yu Sheng heard a "Gao?" ahead, and the pure white giant dragon finally awoke suddenly, then she clumsily began flapping her wings—in due time, before her head faced downward, Baili Qing managed to fly up again.
"We're back," Yu Sheng wiped the sweat from his forehead while looking up at the giant, solid lightning rift, then suddenly recalled something, "Wait, I need to confirm if we really just..."
"It's real, which is why I was momentarily distracted," Baili Qing slightly turned her head (her neck could turn now), "Now we must immediately go up and tell the chairman and the others what just happened—this time, the situation caught everyone off guard."