To the naked eye, the spacetime vortex resembled a massive whirlpool. The originally invisible spatial membranes had, under the twisted spacetime, formed tangible things visible to the eye, rotating and collapsing from all directions toward a single point.
As Jiang Feng and Elder Snake approached the vortex, they too collapsed toward that point along with it.
To the naked eye, Jiang Feng saw his body stretched into a long noodle, spiraling downward along the vortex. Yet through his senses, he discovered that it was all an illusion—his body remained whole.
After falling for some time, Jiang Feng clearly felt an immense force of laws pressing in from every direction. With his cultivation, the sensing ability of his divine infant was swiftly suppressed, ultimately forced entirely back into his body, unable to extend beyond it again.
At that moment, his physical body distinctly felt tremendous pressure, as though an enormous force wanted to crush him into rubble, yet also as if his body were passing through a narrow pipe.
His vision could no longer make out anything; all he could see was spiraling chaos. Jiang Feng could not see Elder Snake, nor could he hear his voice. Even transmitting their consciousness was impossible.
Jiang Feng knew that if he and Elder Snake had not possessed Heavenly God Realm cultivation and extraordinary physical bodies, this pressure alone would have been enough to leave them in a miserable state.
Jiang Feng calculated that even an expert at the peak of the ninth level of the True God Realm would be unable to withstand such immense pressure.
Within the spacetime turbulence, there was not only spatial chaos, but also the lawless chaos of time. Thus, subjectively, Jiang Feng could not tell how much time had passed. It seemed like an instant, yet also like