He stood in the middle of space itself.
The chamber had no walls, no ceiling, only an endless expanse of stars, nebulas, and galaxies stretching out in every direction.
Countless planets floated in the distance, some glowing with vibrant colors, others dark and mysterious.
Swirling clouds of cosmic dust and bright clusters of stars surrounded him, as if the entire universe had been condensed into this single, breathtaking view.
He was floating in the void, yet he could breathe and stand as if on solid ground.
The platform beneath his feet was the only thing anchoring him, a small circle of stone in the middle of infinity.
The purity of energy here was extreme, so dense and perfect that it felt like the source of all creation.
If someone cultivated from the beginning in a place like this, they could probably attain god status in a matter of days, even with mediocre talent.
The power in the air was so thick it literally vibrated against his skin.
