Deep within the Burial Immortal Sea, the Silver Moon Shuttle moved forward slowly. Qian Tianming and the other six each held a Demon Tracking Disk, their expressions solemn.
A pale white light barrier enveloped the seven of them, its surface covered in silver runes the size of rice grains.
Wang Changsheng frowned slightly. His divine sense could only extend ten li, and as the Silver Moon Shuttle continued onward, the range of his divine sense grew smaller and smaller.
Suddenly, the Silver Moon Shuttle abruptly lost control and flew backward.
Wang Changsheng and the others were startled, their faces full of vigilance.
"Magnetic force! It seems we'll have to go around it. There's a natural magnetic field ahead, and it repels the Magnetite Stones refined into the Silver Moon Shuttle."
Qian Tianming said with a frown. His hand seal changed, and the Silver Moon Shuttle immediately came to a halt before flying in another direction.
Affected by the natural magnetic field, their divine senses suffered severe interference. Fortunately, there were no other restrictions here, or it would have been even more troublesome.
Along the way, they did not encounter a single Demon Beast. However, the natural magnetic force grew increasingly stronger. Some natural magnetic fields attracted the Silver Moon Shuttle, while others repelled it.
Two days later, the Silver Moon Shuttle slowed down. The white light barrier twisted and warped as a powerful pressure pressed in from all directions.
"Fellow Daoist Qian, didn't you refine some one-use Magic Treasures? It's time to use them, isn't it?"
Ao Qing said with a frown. The Demon Race also knew how to refine artifacts, but their standards were far inferior to those of the human race.
Qian Tianming flipped his hand, producing an arrow wreathed in shifting blood-colored light. The arrow was around