Pfft!
"Ugh—!"
"No!"
One short, shrill scream after another rang out!
The seemingly "calm" spatial vortex only bared its ferocious, lethal fangs when people drew near and tried to pass through!
Several figures at the very front had barely touched the vortex's edge when the Spiritual Light of their protective Magic Treasures shattered like bubbles in the sunlight. Then an invisible, violent force of spatial cutting instantly churned them into a skyful of Blood Mist and mangled flesh!
Even their Primordial Spirits failed to escape, utterly annihilated by the chaotic power of space!
One man was especially swift. He was on the verge of successfully crossing the vortex's core when, without warning, a black spatial rift as fine as a strand of hair suddenly split open beside him, radiating an aura of absolute deathly stillness!
Like a ghostly kiss from the abyss, it swept past without a sound. The man had no time to react. Half his body, along with his protective aura, vanished in an instant, as if swallowed by an invisible monster. Only the other half remained, spraying hot blood as it plummeted toward the roiling chaotic abyss below, screaming all the way down.
This was the true death trap!
Spatial rifts were everywhere, and the energy currents were frenzied and unpredictable!
Yun Shu seemed to have anticipated this.
His figure flickered unpredictably, as if he could see the future, making tiny changes of direction at high speed that dazzled the eye yet were accurate to the slightest fraction.
At times, he skimmed the edge of the violent Spatial Turbulence like willow fluff in the wind, barely avoiding being swept in and shredded;
At times, he abruptly accelerated to his limit, slipping through like a phantom just an instant before two intersecting spatial rifts could close;
At times,