Return to East Dragon Island

Once they left the range of the Five Elements Sect's huge light shield formation that covered heaven and earth, the solid ground beneath their feet was gradually replaced by hazy Spatial Fluctuations.

Without the slightest hesitation, Elder Zhu Li stretched out his palm and slashed fiercely at the empty space before him—

"Rip!"

A pitch-black crack appeared at the sound, like silk torn apart by some invisible immense force. Unstable silver light flickered along its edges, giving off a suction that made one's heart palpitate.

The next moment, the figures of the group flickered, and without hesitation, they plunged into that dark, deep crack, vanishing beneath the light of the outside world.

Those several Spatial Rifts slowly wriggled, closed, and finally disappeared completely, as though they had never appeared at all, leaving only the empty mountains and wilderness outside the Five Elements Sect.

After entering the void, a perception completely different from the outside world rushed toward them.

This place was not absolute darkness and dead silence. If one sensed it carefully with Soul Power, one could "see" an incomparably vast, complex, and dangerous scene.

Countless streams of Spatial Turbulence that were difficult for the naked eye to detect were like invisible rivers rushing without end, wantonly scouring and surging through the vast emptiness.

Huge Space Wrinkle fault lines were like transparent folded curtains, layered one upon another, twisting direction and distance. Once one strayed into them, one might become lost in a land of eternal exile.

There were also Spatial Storms hidden in the dark, silently gathering into being, like greedy Giant Beasts lying in wait. They exuded a Destructive Aura and were ready at any moment to tear intruders apart, devour them, and leave not even the slightest trace behind.

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