Within the mist-shrouded Mist Hidden Corridor, Mu Yuyi and Bu Lianshi moved forward slowly. They had already been inside for half a day. Though they had yet to reach the corridor's core region, they had no choice but to slow down.
At this point, whether it was the Spirit Beasts lurking within the fog or the spatial rifts of varying sizes, all of them were extremely dangerous. They had to be especially cautious with every step forward.
Whoosh!
An unknown Spirit Beast, two or three meters in size, was startled by the two of them and suddenly darted out of the mist, fleeing into the distance. Yet after it had flown just over a hundred meters, its body abruptly split apart from the head. Its entire body was instantly sliced in two, blood spraying down as it fell toward the ground.
Mu Yuyi narrowed his Tenseigan slightly. A sky-blue gleam flickered in his eyes as he clearly saw a silver thread emitting a dim light where the Spirit Beast had just passed. That thread was not some weapon—it was a spatial rift!
Such spatial rifts were countless throughout the entire Mist Hidden Corridor. The large ones appeared as broad silver tears, while the small ones were impossible to discern at all. But touching one of these spatial rifts meant either death or injury. With the dense fog filling the Mist Hidden Corridor, such rifts were even harder to detect. One careless mistake could lead to disaster. This was one of the reasons it was considered one of the seven great death zones.
"Luckily, while my Tenseigan can't see through space, it can detect the silver glow of spatial rifts. Otherwise, it'd be impossible to take even a single step here!" Mu Yuyi said softly.
"Indeed. The spatial rifts here are