The man's body and soul began to age rapidly as well, growing weak.
In the end, the man completely lost all means of resistance and simply vanished into the River of Time, utterly devoured.
Back in the real world, the man's body and soul also vanished abruptly from the staircase, as if they had never appeared at all.
Wu Feng merely watched, staring at the empty staircase before him.
As he continued to look, Wu Feng discovered that the area higher up where the man had stood was filled with shattered Power of Space.
This Power of Space was the force that had killed Candle Dragon earlier.
This power came from Beyond the Heavens and was extremely troublesome. If Wu Feng wanted to pass through, he needed to think of a good method.
Wu Feng closed his eyes and evolved his own body. One tiny figure after another scrambled out of his ear.
These tiny figures were filled with Wu Feng's aura.
The tiny figures carrying Wu Feng's aura began advancing toward the spatial turbulence ahead.
Every time the spatial turbulence across from him flowed, Wu Feng could sense a strange rhythm.
However strange it was, Wu Feng was not afraid.
That was because the number of tiny figures emerging from Wu Feng's body was practically endless.
The tiny figures scouted the path ahead, dying very quickly. Even the longest-lived ones survived for less than ten seconds.
But after scouting for the time it took an incense stick to burn, Wu Feng finally found the correct path through the spatial turbulence—the only path.
Wu Feng firmly followed that path upward.
Streams of spatial turbulence swayed around Wu Feng, exuding the aura of death.
Wu Feng remained completely fearless and continued forward with determination.
After walking for who knew how long,