The Vortex of Origin.
It's the place that Magicians spend their lives striving to reach, the ultimate pursuit of all they desire.
However, if you asked Fang Zheng to describe what was there, he would have only one thing to say.
There was nothing.
This was the origin of everything and also its end. Because it had everything, it also had nothing.
"This really seems like an utterly desolate place no matter how you look at it," Fang Zheng muttered.
Suspended in the endless void, Fang Zheng looked at the scene before him. Below his feet was a dim, endless sea, and above his head was another dim, endless sea. Only two vague lines distinguished up from down, left from right, and Fang Zheng was positioned between the two. The moment he confirmed he was here, he appeared here.
