The two walked for a long time, but the scenery around them remained unchanged.
Endless clouds and mist coiled around them, and the space stretching into the distance seemed to have no end.
The road beneath their feet seemed to have no markers at all. The surroundings were empty, with only their footsteps and the occasional sound of wind accompanying them.
After walking for about two days, Linya finally could not help but speak. "Ang, why don't you use Space Rift again? We can't just keep walking like this."
Ang slowed to a stop, lowered his head in thought for a moment, then nodded. "All right. I'll go slower this time."
He stood still, crossed his hands before his chest, and quietly chanted an incantation.
As the chant ended, a rift formed before Ang.
The rift rapidly expanded until it was large enough for the two of them to pass through.
Ang took Linya's hand and stepped into the rift without hesitation.
The instant they entered, the air seemed to twist violently, and a spinning sensation swept over them.
A few short seconds later, the spinning sensation gradually faded, and the scene before them suddenly became clear.
The two returned to the unknown stretched space. Linya could not help rubbing her head, clearly a little dizzy.
Ang swayed slightly as well, struggling to steady himself.
"Are you all right?" Ang hurriedly supported Linya. Seeing how weak she looked, he felt worried as well.
"My head is spinning," Linya said softly, clutching her forehead. "The space here has been stretched apart. That pulling sensation when passing through the rift is too intense."
Ang nodded. "Yes, the process really is uncomfortable. Rest for a while and you'll recover."
After saying that, he stopped and gave Linya some time to recover.
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