The moment Xiang Yu focused his complete attention on the flame hovering before him, his consciousness slipped away without warning. He found himself floating in an endless void, a place of absolute nothingness. The mark of the void flame appeared on his forehead, glowing softly. Though it didn't illuminate the darkness around him, it somehow granted him sight within this lightless expanse.
"Am I inside the Abyssal Void Flame itself?" he wondered, surveying the empty space. The thought didn't particularly surprise him—after all, the flame contained "void" in its name. It seemed natural that such an extraordinary treasure might possess its own dimensional space.
As his vision adjusted, Xiang Yu noticed something unexpected taking form before him. A peculiar creature floated in the distance—something resembling a slime, but entirely covered in dark, wispy fur that rippled like smoke. The sight made him pause.
