As Xiao Hu controlled the Book Pavilion warship's flight, a faint trace of chilly yin energy suddenly emerged aboard Qu Jianlei's warship.
The cold aura appeared without warning. It did not approach from afar, but rather seemed as though space had suddenly split open with a crack.
Broken Axe trembled slightly twice, then vanished the next moment.
Yet where Broken Axe had been, a huge box suddenly appeared.
The instant the box appeared, its lid sprang open, and an ancient, boundless aura flowed out.
Inside the box was an inconspicuous broken stele. More than half of an archaic character for "Luck" could vaguely be seen.
As the Dao Stele appeared, the chilly aura instantly dissipated without a trace.
Qu Jianlei seemed entirely unaware. He sat cross-legged, calmly enduring the impact of the Dao Stele's aura.
In the past, whenever the Dao Stele appeared, its aura carried immensely powerful coercive pressure, so much so that no one besides Qu Jianlei could approach it.
However, that had merely been its most basic coercive pressure.
When the Dao Stele encountered the karma of the Spring Examination Brush and sensed its provocation, it erupted with heaven-shaking might.
The coercive pressure currently emitted by the Dao Stele was far weaker, not even half of its former basic level.
It was not that it had weakened. On the contrary, it had been partially repaired.
At the same time, True Immortal Qi Ya and her beloved disciple had been staring around them in stunned disbelief.
"This is... an Abode?" Dai Wanwan swallowed with difficulty and muttered softly, "Not a Small World?"
She had never seen an Abode or a Small World, but with Dongsheng's foremost Sword Cultivator as her master, she did not lack the relevant knowledge.
This boundless space covered at least a million square kilometers.