Chapitre 816: Prime Disciple Competition: Wormhole

The moment Mira stepped through the door, she felt herself being sucked into a force much greater than she could comprehend. It was as if she had plunged headfirst into a spiraling wormhole. Her limbs flailed uncontrollably as the churning energies around her threatened to tear her apart.

To anyone else, the sensation might have been utterly terrifying, a descent into a chaotic abyss. But Mira was different. Her spirit was indomitable, forged in the crucible of countless trials and adversities. She wasn't going to let herself be tossed around like a leaf in the wind.

Using every ounce of her cultivation strength, she tried to take back control from the maelstrom to stabilize her position. It felt like trying to swim against a tidal wave. But as she struggled, Mira caught a glimpse of what surrounded her.