After activating the Teleportation Ring, Li Shiming saw white appear before his eyes. It was pure white, without any other color.
He felt his body being violently pulled. If his flesh had not been strong enough, and if the Teleportation Ring had not been protecting it with a stream of energy, the body of a weaker cultivator would already have collapsed.
He did not know how long passed. It might have been one second, or it might have been a day, even a year. Time had lost all meaning in this world of pure white.
At last, he was squeezed out of the world of pure white. His body went unsteady, and he collapsed onto a stretch of solid ground.
This was probably the most wretched state he had been in since advancing to Great Cultivator.
He instinctively looked around, afraid that someone might have seen him in such an embarrassing state.
Clearly, his worry was unnecessary. There was no one around. He was at the foot of a towering mountain. Before him were steps made of white jade, extending toward the mountain peak.
A palace stood on the mountain peak, and a terrifying pressure radiated from it. Even he, as a Great Cultivator, felt his mind shaken.
He did not climb the mountain immediately. Instead, he began observing the environment here.
First was the spiritual qi. Its density and purity here shocked him greatly. The spiritual qi here was almost no worse than the cultivation environment he had built for himself inside the Precious Lotus Great Hall of the Heavenly Human Blessed Land.
And the cultivation environment he had built for himself had been created by placing into the Heavenly Human Blessed Land the many spiritual veins he had obtained over a long period of time. On top of