The spatial forces around him churned violently. Lin Chuan could not distinguish up from down or left from right, feeling as though he had been flung high into the sky and left weightless. Here, all cultivation seemed useless, let alone spatial abilities. Even with Ancient Immortal aura fused into his body, Lin Chuan could not use any spells within the Ancient Immortal Gate.
Bang!
Lin Chuan slammed viciously into the ground—truly slammed straight into it, without even the time to react.
"Damn it..." Lin Chuan cursed under his breath as he climbed to his feet.
That feeling from before was like becoming a mortal again. None of his abilities could be used, making it impossible to adjust in such a short time.
After getting up, Lin Chuan did not immediately release the others from the spacetime dimension. Instead, he first surveyed his surroundings.
This place was not very different from the Central River Continent. At first glance, it looked like nothing more than some corner of the continent, but a slight inspection revealed its differences.
A dense pressure permeated the air. It was Ancient Immortal aura. Lin Chuan had the same aura within his own body, and after releasing a trace of it, he could resist the pressure and no longer be affected by it. However, ordinary cultivators would suffer a considerable drop in strength beneath this heavy pressure.
Then there was the spiritual energy. Unlike the Immortal Ancient Rift, the Ancient Immortal Realm possessed spiritual energy. Yet due to the influence of the Ancient Immortal aura, cultivators from the Central River Continent would absorb it very slowly after arriving here. To fully refine it, they had to filter out the Ancient Immortal aura contained within, which was also quite detrimental to them. Still, it was better than the Immortal