The tearing force of the Spatial Turbulence far exceeded anything Qin Chuan had imagined. It felt as though countless invisible hands were dragging him toward different dimensions of space and time.
Qin Chuan felt even his soul tremble in the violent torrent of energy, but he gritted his teeth. His mental power, like an unbreakable thread, held fast to the faint yet intimately familiar signal of Blue Star's coordinates.
The power of the Moment of Utmost Darkness drained away at a frantic pace as it sustained the fragile Teleportation Passage.
Everything before his eyes had dissolved into a chaos of shifting light and impossible sights. Time and space had lost all meaning here.
He had no idea how long had passed. Perhaps an instant, perhaps an eternity. All he knew was that his mental power was nearly spent, and the signal from Blue Star's coordinates flickered like a candle in the wind.
Get me... back!
Qin Chuan roared inwardly and poured the last of his strength into it!
Boom!
It was as though he had burst through a tough, viscous membrane. A violent sense of weightlessness seized him, followed by blinding light and familiar air!
Thud!
He slammed into solid ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.
Dizziness and exhaustion swept through his body, leaving him unable to move for a moment.
"Damn... that trip was one hell of a ride."
Qin Chuan shook his groggy head and struggled to sit up.
Above him stretched a familiar sky. Beyond it, he could see the Spacetime Turbulence Layer in the Void—the barrier formed when the Undead World, the Abyss, and Blue Star collided. It was also the last breathing room Blue Star had been given.
The threat remained, but the sight filled Qin Chuan with relief.
He was no longer in