Within the planar passage, there was no sky, no earth, no sun, moon, or stars, and no day or night.
There was only endless flowing light whistling past his sides. The lights came in all sorts of strange colors—some blue as the sea, some scarlet as fire. Like brilliantly colored fish, they darted and intertwined through the void, gathering into a vast river of light whose end could not be seen.
The spatial barriers on either side of the river of light flickered in and out of view like transparent crystal walls. Beyond them, one could vaguely see endless Spatial Turbulence churning and raging.
The turbulence was silent, yet it contained terrifying power capable of tearing even a Nine-Star Dou Saint to pieces. Every surge carved pitch-black, savage cracks through the void, like the gaping maws of giant beasts waiting to devour all living beings daring to cross the boundary.
This was the void between planes, the vital passage connecting different worlds, and also the most perilous Deadly Land.
Here, time and space had both lost their usual meaning. All rules were entirely different from those of the Dou Qi Continent.
Even though Lin Ming was now a genuine Dou Di expert, he still did not dare let down his guard in the face of this vast, boundless planar void.
His ink-black eyes reflected the churning Spatial Turbulence beyond the barriers on both sides. His expression was solemn, and every step he took was steady and cautious.
His Emperor Realm Soul extended in all directions like invisible feelers, carefully probing every inch of space ahead. Not even the slightest abnormal fluctuation could escape his senses.
As Lin Ming advanced, Zi Yan sat cross-legged beneath the Bodhi Ancient Tree within his Inner World. Bored out of her mind, she propped up