The Teleportation Array's light suddenly blazed, and the air around Qin He was instantly wrenched out of shape.
He had used a Teleportation Array once in Sin City. Its array patterns had been faint, its spatial fluctuations mere shallow ripples, like a pebble cast into still water, vanishing in an instant.
But the Cross-Region Teleportation Array before him was entirely different.
Array patterns traced in pure gold and fire jade flared wildly. Crimson Fire Origin Power and golden Space Law intertwined into a net, wrapping tightly around all four of them.
Qin He could clearly feel the array's foundation trembling beneath his feet. Every line chanted ancient whispers of law as space was forcibly torn open into a long, narrow fissure. A tremendous suction surged from within, tugging at his soul and flesh.
This was no simple displacement through space, but passage on the level of laws.
The Fire Origin Power around him churned under the agitation of Space Law. Qin He instinctively circulated Source-Birth Law, condensing a faint thread of gold-and-black light at his fingertips to protect the vital core of his soul.
He could see fragments of space rushing past. Within those shattered lights and shadows were glimpses of the Eastern Domain's borderlands—volcanoes, lava, crimson mist filling the sky, and the faint roar of the earth veins.
The resonance of Space Law grew ever stronger. The array patterns gave off a piercing hum, as though this power would burst them apart.
Qin He's eardrums ached slightly, and faint tremors rippled through his soul.
A moment later, the light dispersed, and the spatial ripples slowly settled.
Qin He's eyes snapped open, and he instinctively raised a hand in front of himself.
A searing wave of heat struck his face, laden with the pungent stench of sulfur and baleful energy