A Fissure

The vengeful spirit's departure did not restore the other underground dimension to its original form. As the MDT had surmised, the spatial structure there had been distorted for far too long. Now it was anchored between the gaps of reality in a stable state. Even without external reinforcement it could hold itself in that space for millenniums.

The place was still an endless field of snow, and it was as dark as ever. The spirit's departure had caused the raging winds and snowstorm to finally die off. Hao Ren tried to recall the correct direction in his head as he walked and mumbled to Vivian, "What a large piece of land here. Seems rather wasteful to just leave it like that..."

Vivian did not even manage to respond before Nangong Wuyue quipped, "Mr. Landlord, don't you think you're too into your work? A land in an alternate dimension? Who do you plan to rent this to?"