Sure enough, the moment he set foot inside, a Spatial Rift more than a zhang across immediately appeared, like a gaping maw about to swallow Lin Xuan whole.
Lin Xuan's pupils contracted slightly. Since this was the only passage to the inner valley, he naturally would not dodge. However, even though he knew there was no danger, Lin Xuan still activated the Nine Heavens Spirit Shield, while all the magic power in his body remained on alert.
Better to guard against the one-in-ten-thousand chance. Being a little careful at a time like this could only help and not harm.
A wave of dizziness washed over him. Though a Spatial Rift also had a teleportation effect, in terms of comfort, there was simply no way to compare it with a Teleportation Array built by cultivators.
A sharp, strange stench entered his nose, as if piled leaves had rotted away. Looking around, he saw one low, bare little mountain after another. Even the occasional plants were, without exception, extremely short. The temperature in the air was even more terrifying; if an ordinary mortal were here, they would not last even a single breath.
Lin Xuan, however, naturally did not care. At this moment, he was sweeping his gaze in every direction, sizing up the environment in which he had appeared.
According to the ancient texts he had consulted beforehand, the teleportation into the inner valley was random, which meant luck played a very large part.
It was possible to run into a powerful Magic Beast the moment one emerged; in that case, even a Spirit Division-level Ancient Demon would curse his rotten luck and be dragged into a bitter battle. It was also possible to encounter precious heavenly materials and earthly treasures as soon as one appeared... In short, opportunity was