The spatial shift performed through the Golden Coffin was something Jiang Feng's grasp of spatial profundities could not achieve.
The sensation of spatial shifting was much the same as when Jiang Feng had been in the Immortal Sacred Realm and the mortal world, but he could clearly feel that the resistance to spatial shifting in the Divine Realm was far greater.
Perhaps this was because the various profundities of the Divine Realm were more resilient than those of the Immortal Sacred Realm and the mortal world.
To ensure Hua Huayue could not catch up by following the spatial ripples, Jiang Feng specifically had the Coffin Spirit perform several consecutive spatial shifts.
As it turned out, he had worried too much.
With the Coffin Spirit's cultivation, the distance covered by a single spatial shift was absolutely beyond Hua Huayue's range of perception. Naturally, she could not possibly follow through the spatial ripples.
After several consecutive spatial shifts, the Golden Coffin came to a halt amid a desolate expanse.
Looking around, all he could see was desolation—mountains and rocks blackened by the scorching sun.
This was still within the Wasteland!
Jiang Feng had still underestimated the Wasteland's size.
Though he had left the Wasteland before and had even visited the Silver Empire, which was larger than the Wasteland, that did not mean the Wasteland itself was small.
Extending his senses and consulting the map, Jiang Feng roughly determined his current location.
Although those spatial shifts had not taken him out of the Wasteland, they had brought him close to its eastern edge—the Death Desert.
"No wonder the temperature here is so high!" Jiang Feng could already feel that the air here was noticeably hotter than in the Wasteland's central region.
Since he had come this far, he decided to make a trip