Crafting Immortality: Starting by Turning Myself into a Puppet
Chapter 565

North Water Palace

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Puppet Demon City entered a flattened spacetime, like a slightly curved expanse of space. Once the formations within the demon city were activated, it could enter this strange realm. It seemed to completely overlap with real space, yet also seemed concealed within some parallel dimension, utterly invisible to outsiders.

This method of traversing the void allowed them to avoid many dangers. The woman in violet—Fourth Fox Imperial Prince—pierced the grand formation with her beautiful eyes and saw fierce winds howling in all directions within the spatial turbulence. Everywhere was filled with the cries of ghosts and the wails of spirits, as though experts on the level of immortals and gods were wielding wind-based divine abilities to batter and repel Puppet Demon City.

It was a terrifying sight. All around the void stretched a boundless expanse, where countless black wind pillars formed tornadoes and drifted about in every direction as though they possessed intelligence.

"Impressive! This is a storm raised by spatial tides. Such winds are truly terrifying. Apart from experts at the Loose Immortal level, no matter how formidable one's magical power may be, it would be difficult to come and go freely here. An ordinary cultivator would be torn to pieces in just a few breaths..."

Fourth Fox Imperial Prince knew that in the Nine Heavens Astral Wind Layer of the Central Huan Realm, the cold was extreme. Amid the turbulent currents, the winds that blew about were called astral winds. Their nature was like the astral qi cultivated by cultivators who condensed Baleful Intent and refined astral energy. The currents were so violent that a cultivator's physical body simply could not withstand them.

The fault-line storms within the spatial turbulence were called realm winds, and their power was even more extraordinarily great. Even experts who had entered the

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