This was the Space Tunnel leading to Two Realms Mountain. Surprisingly, two Profound Immortal experts stood guard beside it, floating cross-legged with their eyes closed on either side of the Space Tunnel.
"Alright, once you enter, you'll reach the Two Realms Mountain front line in seven days. I wish you all good luck," said the cultivator who had led the two flying boats here, cupping his fists.
"Thank you for your trouble," Qu Zhengping returned the salute.
Then he controlled the two flying boats and sent them straight into the Space Tunnel.
As the flying boats entered the Space Tunnel, it was as though they had sunk beneath the surface of water. Layer after layer of ripples spread across the twisted space around them before healing on their own.
To Ye Tian, Qu Zhengping, and the others who had entered the Space Tunnel, it felt as if they had entered the interior of a horizontal tornado. Countless spatial fluctuations filled their surroundings. They looked utterly chaotic, yet all rotated rapidly and systematically in the same direction.
Those spatial fluctuations were filled with countless colors, dazzling and vibrant, carrying a strange, dreamlike beauty.
The two flying boats sped forward through the Space Tunnel, one after the other.
Over the past two years, the travel time from Gao Yang Prefecture in Chu Land in the southeast to Two Realms Mountain in the northwestern corner had been determined through repeated exploration. It was seven days. After exactly seven days, they would arrive.
During these days, Ye Tian remained in seclusion, completely recovering the last traces of internal injuries left by his previous battle.
Inside one of the rooms aboard the flying boat, Ye Tian slowly opened his eyes and let out a faint breath. A sharp gleam filled his eyes, his complexion was