Seeing this, Su Mo stopped as well.
However, to his surprise, once the two stopped, they remained there for a full quarter of an hour.
"Is the Saint King Hall here?" Su Mo asked doubtfully.
"Just wait!" the beautiful woman said without even turning her head, her voice slightly impatient.
Su Mo secretly shook his head. He did not become angry and simply waited quietly.
After waiting another half a quarter-hour or so, the space a thousand miles ahead suddenly rippled.
"Hmm?" Su Mo noticed the anomaly immediately. Then, he saw the space a thousand miles ahead slowly split apart.
After several breaths, the torn space formed a spatial rift stretching a thousand zhang long.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
The brawny young man and the beautiful woman immediately moved, charging straight into the spatial rift and vanishing.
Could it be inside a small world? Su Mo was surprised. So the Saint King Hall was not located in the starry sky.
However, this spatial rift had definitely not been opened by the brawny young man or the beautiful woman. It had split open by itself.
It seemed that this spatial-rift entrance followed a cycle and opened automatically once every so often.
Shortly afterward, Su Mo saw the spatial rift beginning to shrink. He no longer wasted time, flashed forward, and rushed into the rift.
Within the spatial rift was utter nothingness, with only frigid spatial gales.
Su Mo kept shuttling through it, flying through the spatial rift for more than a dozen breaths before finally emerging from the spatial passage.
Looking up, he found himself in a void of space. There was no air, no spiritual qi—nothing at all.
After examining it carefully for a moment, Su Mo spotted a tiny black dot at the edge of his vision and hurriedly flew toward