Qin Fengming had seen spatial rifts before, but this was the first time he had encountered one so enormous.
Watching Elder Li and the other four being desperately dragged by a tremendous suction force into the incomparably dark, gigantic black hole, even Qin Fengming felt his heart sink.
At the same time, his mind tightened, and he kept his divine sense firmly guarding the area within several dozen zhang, not daring to relax in the slightest.
Spatial rifts all contained spatial turbulence. If one were swept into it, even an Integration stage cultivator would find it exceedingly difficult to escape. It was entirely possible to perish within.
Spatial turbulence consisted of enormous storms formed from various attributes within spatial rifts, their attack power immense beyond measure, and they were like hurricanes. Some were scorching like raging flames; some were freezing like ice; some were heavy like mountains; some were tough like refined iron; and some were sharp like blades.
No matter which kind it was, if a Nascent Soul cultivator entered it, death was the only possible outcome.
"Senior, there's no need to worry. This rift is already extremely stable. A remarkably tough barrier exists around the enormous rift, and those powerful spatial turbulences are now exceedingly rare. Although the suction force here is tremendous, with our cultivation bases, we can still avoid the few remaining turbulences."
As if he knew what Qin Fengming was thinking, Elder Li immediately transmitted his voice after entering the enormous rift.
"But how long must we travel through this passage?"
Upon hearing Elder Li's words, Qin Fengming's heart relaxed considerably. If even Nascent Soul cultivators feared that the rift would be difficult to pass through, then low-level cultivators would find it even more impossible to traverse. Once he understood this, he could not help