At the mention of "spirit roaming through the rift valley," Qin Yi's face twitched slightly.
Originally, Xu Buyi had sent word through the sect token for him to come over for a small meeting. Qin Yi had not suspected a thing and directly sent his spirit roaming over.
Now that he had reached No Form Perfection, he could truly roam tens of thousands of miles with a thought and arrive in an instant. Nor did it require his full concentration. He could keep one part of his mind on Li Qingjun and E'shou's lot here while another part roamed the rift valley.
This sensation of traveling with his divine sense left Qin Yi feeling immensely refreshed.
Because he had advanced too quickly in ordinary times, he had scarcely experienced many transcendent arts. He had never quite regarded himself as some peak immortal deity. Sometimes, he even still felt Xi Yue was a towering mountain—only when he thought about it seriously did he remember that he had long since crossed that mountain, in every sense of the word.
Spirit roaming was the same. From learning one-thought spirit roaming from Liusu in the South Sea until now, he had reached great mastery in no time at all. So whenever he played around with it now and then, even he felt a sense of pleasant surprise.
This was far too comfortable. This was what a true immortal should be.
Just as he happily entered Cheng Cheng's royal palace, before he could even walk inside, a fireball from who knew where blasted him in the face. A wisp of his divine sense nearly got blasted straight back. He did not even know who had done it.
Qin Yi: "..."
Wiping his face and looking closely, he saw flames of war flying everywhere, smoke and