"Brother, let's head back. We've already looked around before, and getting out for some air was enough this time," Jiang Feiling whispered in Li Tianming's ear.
"Yeah. No choice, Ling'er. We'll have to come out another time." Li Tianming nodded, a little helpless himself.
The two slipped away from some of the Beacon Ruins residents watching them and headed toward the Myriad Sects War Hall.
The crowd hadn't actually surrounded Li Tianming or stopped him from moving. But with eyes on them everywhere, neither of them felt like sightseeing anymore.
After all, anyone walking down a street would feel uncomfortable under the gaze of every passerby.
As Li Tianming headed toward the Myriad Sects War Hall, the people around them gradually thinned, and so did the watching eyes.
One moment, Li Tianming saw the bustle of the Beacon Ruins and the grandeur of the Myriad Sects War Hall before him.
Then, halfway through a step, his vision suddenly went black!
Hum—
Li Tianming and Jiang Feiling were instantly dragged into a mysterious space!
"An attacker!" Li Tianming's heart tightened, and he instinctively gripped Jiang Feiling's hand.
It was his instinct to protect the person most precious to him. Even though she had grown to a scale of thirty light-years, she was still the one he would pull behind him!
Now, Li Tianming and Jiang Feiling stood in a world of utter darkness.
In this space, they couldn't see their hands before their faces. It was like a void that had swallowed everything!
After taking a moment to adjust to their surroundings, Li Tianming understood their predicament.
This was an Astral Realm!
And an unimaginably powerful one!
Its surging power had completely enveloped both Li Tianming and Jiang Feiling.
Someone who could pull Li Tianming in without a sound was no