At first, the journey was fairly peaceful. Occasionally, he ran into a few wandering Chaos Beasts, but the moment they sensed his late-stage Immortal aura, they took the initiative to avoid him. Now and then, he also encountered the remnants of Chaos Storms, and he detoured around them ahead of time.
After three billion li, the scene abruptly changed.
The Chaos Qi grew thick and viscous, like a mire. The teleportation range of the Distance-Ignoring Wings was forced to shorten, and his Spiritual Sense was suppressed to less than ten thousand li. The most troublesome thing was a strange phenomenon—Chaos Vortexes.
These vortexes were not storms, but rotating energy fields formed by the Chaos Sea itself through distortions of space-time.
They varied in size. The small ones were like fists, while the large ones spanned tens of thousands of li. When they rotated slowly, they looked utterly unremarkable, but once a living being approached, they would suddenly accelerate and erupt with terrifying suction and tearing force.
The first time Jiang Ping'an encountered one, he was nearly sucked in. Only by relying on the Chongwei Divine Armor's defense and the Distance-Ignoring Wings' teleportation did he barely escape.
"This thing... is even harder to deal with than a Chaos Storm." Jiang Ping'an still felt lingering fear.
At least storms could be seen, but these vortexes spent most of their time in a dormant state and simply could not be detected in advance.
He slowed down, switching to flight instead of teleportation, while expanding his Spiritual Sense to the maximum and carefully circling around one vortex after another.
Black Emperor was released by him and crouched on his shoulder, using his nose to sniff out the unique aura emanating from the vortexes and give early warnings.
"There's one five thousand li to the