An icy hurricane howled behind him. With his magic power surging through his body, Qin Fengming stabilized himself with all his might and fled rapidly into the distance. Moments later, he flew out of the icy spatial hurricane's reach and stopped atop a lofty mountain peak.
The hurricane behind him did not last long. It soon vanished without a trace.
Qin Fengming was still covered in ice crystals. His gaze flickered as his divine sense rapidly swept across his surroundings, and a hint of a strange expression suddenly appeared on his face.
The surrounding mountains rose in layer upon layer, ancient trees stood dense and solemn, and the sky was dim. Within the void drifted clusters of turbid-looking mist. High in the sky hung a huge murky-yellow orb of light, radiating a warm aura. The entire world seemed oppressive and hazy, as though he had entered a space filled with dust that blotted out the heavens.
Sensing it carefully, Qin Fengming felt an immemorial aura in the air, giving him a feeling of withered antiquity.
Yet the Vital Energy and Power within this space were quite abundant. They were merely somewhat polluted, and circulating and refining them within his body was more laborious than it had been in the Three Realms.
"Could this be the Chaos Realm? Why don't I feel any erosion from Chaos aura?" Qin Fengming looked over the surrounding world and murmured to himself.
The world here was clearly different from the Chaos Realm he had imagined.
In his impression, the Chaos Realm should certainly have been filled with Chaos aura possessing an extremely powerful erosive effect. Although it could not truly be Chaos Purple Qi, it should still have been incomparably perilous.
Yet this place was no different from a Wilderness in the Three Realms that