```
Tap, tap, tap—
In the profound world, only the sound of the counter echoed crisply.
At such a time, the sound had become a source of comfort for everyone.
Of course, it would have been even better if the frequency of the counter had been a bit lower.
Now the sound rang out in a steady rhythm, about every two seconds. Lu Ban looked around, the flashlight's beam reached far, but beyond the light was still darkness.
The ground they stood on was pitch black too, with no texture or outline of the land; it was like a pane of pure black glass. The flashlight's light did not reflect off the ground but was swallowed up by it, making the boundary where they stepped invisible, as if walking in dark clouds.
The light of the flashlight swept over the area, and as Lu Ban's gaze followed the beam, there was no information around—just leftover nothingness.