Within the equally crimson mist, Lin Chuan no longer felt the heavy pressure from before. Instead, the deeper he went, the more relaxed he felt, while the dark red mist around him gradually thinned.
Sensing the weakening pressure, Lin Chuan immediately quickened his pace and rushed deeper into the mist.
"Time seems to have been thrown into disorder here. I can't even accurately tell how long has passed..." Lin Chuan muttered to himself as he moved forward.
After an unknown amount of time, Lin Chuan noticed that the surrounding mist had noticeably diminished, and his field of vision was steadily expanding.
"I should be close..." Lin Chuan's eyes suddenly lit up, and his speed burst forth.
Whoosh!
When Lin Chuan appeared again, he had already arrived before a massive red formation, almost identical to the one through which he had entered from the West Creek Continent.
Lin Chuan did not rashly approach the formation. Instead, he stopped several hundred meters away from it.
At this distance, even if someone stood outside, they would be unable to see Lin Chuan behind the red mist. Yet Lin Chuan could use the advantage of his Tenseigan to see the world beyond the red mist.
Sky-blue light flowed through Lin Chuan's eyes, and his field of vision rapidly expanded. Though the red mist and the formation obstructed him and limited the Tenseigan's range, Lin Chuan could still see several hundred kilometers beyond the formation.
"Almost no grass grows here. There is no sign of life. It is just like the West Creek Continent outside the Chaotic Soul Abyss..." Lin Chuan said gravely. "This should be the Spirit World, the world where those Highnesses are."
As soon as Lin Chuan's voice fell, he sensed an unusual disturbance from within Tenseigan Space.
"Moonlit Beauty."
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