"This guy's heartbroken to death."
One of the eight, a woman, gazed at Chen Changming's desolate retreating figure and sighed. "His Dao companion was swallowed, her life or death unknown. He wants to enter as well, but has no way of doing so..."
"Like me, he's a man cursed by fate."
The black-robed young man looked into the distance at Chen Changming, his eyes reddening as well.
He now understood why his father had vanished within the Star Tracing Backflow.
Those seemingly illusory images actually concealed a force capable of swallowing everything.
"How strange. Most of these illusory images don't last long—they suddenly appear, then vanish. Logically, after swallowing cultivators, their power should grow stronger, and they shouldn't disappear so easily..."
The woman stared at the image in the water as she analyzed it.
"I feel that Father isn't dead."
The black-robed young man's gaze flickered as he said in a low voice, "Those illusory images that can swallow people may lead to another place."
"The Young Island Master is absolutely right."
The woman nodded in agreement. "This Star Tracing Backflow exists within the Illusion Star Sea, and no one has ever been able to explain its origins. But one thing is certain: for all these years, no one has been able to approach the very bottom of the great vortex. No one knows what lies there."
The black-robed young man smiled bitterly at that. "Even after we break through to Level Eleven, we still cannot approach it."
Level Eleven was already comparable to a Spirit Transformation cultivator.
Yet even with such formidable power, they still could not enter the very bottom of the great vortex.
Taking a deep breath, the black-robed young man said with utmost seriousness, "Since these illusory images can swallow people, we must not get separated.