Song Changsheng's figure shuttled at high speed Above the Nine Heavens, passing from time to time by naturally formed Spatial Rifts that emanated a dangerous aura.
Each time, he had to avoid them with the utmost care. These semi-permanent Spatial Rifts were filled with Spatial Turbulence; once swept inside, one would be exiled into the void.
Although Nascent Soul Realm Cultivators could already cross the Boundless Void, when they might return to the Ziyu Realm was hard to say.
However, these Spatial Rifts were not entirely dangerous. The Nine Heavens Secret Treasure everyone pursued was likewise hidden within them, but he had no time to explore now. Demon Lord Chihai was following the trajectory of his shuttle and pursuing him at breakneck speed.
The distance between them was extremely limited, leaving no room for even the briefest pause.
In the blink of an eye, the man and the demon had already left the Main Battlefield.
Kongsang Lifeng and the others were all caught in bitter battles, and no one noticed this scene at all.
In truth, even if they had discovered it, most likely they would not have taken it seriously. After all, Demon Lord Chihai was a powerhouse who had made his name many years ago. Song Changsheng's talent was astonishing, but he was still fresh out of the Thatched Cottage, and there was still a fairly obvious gap between their cultivation levels.
For the vast majority of Cultivators, being able to cultivate to the Golden Core Stage was already the peak of life.
To advance even further on that foundation, aptitude, foundation, and luck were all indispensable. Any cultivator who could reach the Nascent Soul Realm was, without exception, a dragon or phoenix among men. Fighting above one's realm was difficult—difficult as difficult could be.
No one believed