Deep within the storm.
Space was torn into countless fragments, then forcibly glued back together the next second. Chaotic tearing forces shifted direction every moment.
Dragon Spirit followed behind that strange beast, allowing the force to knead his body as it pleased.
Any ordinary Stellar Rank cultivator would have their soul crushed within three seconds in a place like this.
But Dragon Spirit was different. His affinity for spatial laws allowed him to barely keep his form from scattering apart here.
The strange beast ahead was even more at home, as though it had been born from this very chaos.
Who knew how long passed.
Ahead, within the perpetually chaotic and disorderly spatial currents, a steady light appeared.
It was like seeing daylight on the surface from the pitch-black seabed.
The strange beast glanced back at Dragon Spirit, then plunged headfirst into the light.
Dragon Spirit did not hesitate. He followed it in.
The scene before him suddenly opened up.
Mountain ranges too tall to see the peaks of stretched endlessly onward. Sunlight spilled down from the sky, gilding the mountaintops in gold.
The instant the strange beast emerged, it let out a long howl. Its body turned into a streak of light and shot into the clouds, disappearing in no time.
It ran away?
Dragon Spirit remained where he was, unmoving.
He swept his gaze around, sensing the spatial spiritual energy in the air, so dense it was nearly tangible.
This place... was practically a sacred ground prepared for those comprehending spatial laws.
No wonder.
Dragon Spirit finally had some idea of what was going on.
The coordinates deduced by the system were in this region. So that was why.
It was not a precise point, but a hidden world.
What did that strange beast mean by leading him