Mystical Crystal

Song Zhong gazed at the incomparably vast world before him and immediately spotted a crystal at the center of this world.

Mainly because, aside from this crystal, there was nothing else in this world.

The crystal was translucent and flawless. Within it, thread-like strands were intertwined, and at a single glance, he even had the feeling that it seemed to contain an entire world.

Song Zhong cautiously flew toward the crystal. The next moment, spatial rifts emerged all around him. Every one of them brimmed with boundless sharpness, as though they could effortlessly pierce through the sun, moon, and stars.

"Spatial Power. Though they are merely ordinary spatial rifts, I can still sense the exquisite mysteries of Spatial Power contained within them."

Song Zhong raised a hand and swept it out. The surrounding space rapidly shifted, and the spatial rifts continuously stretched outward, yet all of them veered away from him.

He then flew forward some more.

The next moment, the surrounding space began to fold wildly. Layer upon layer of folded space seemed intent on folding him into it, then crushing him into an explosion.

"Hmm?"

Song Zhong looked at the constantly folding space around him, and his advancing steps paused slightly. The Spatial Dao contained within these folded spaces was broad and profound. Even he, at his current level, could not unravel this folded space in a short time.

"If I force my way in, it seems I would enter this folded space as well, then be crushed into dust in an instant."

Song Zhong took another look at the endlessly folding space, then retreated. He withdrew all the way to the edge of this world. The next moment, his body vanished from this space and reappeared within the cave abode.

"The cultivator who left behind this cave