Qin Huaian knew nothing of the changes outside. He had already entered a profound state.
The Dao resonance of the laws of space was far more active here than in the outside world, and his understanding of those laws continued to deepen.
Even so, breaking through in the laws of space was no simple matter.
One day, something stirred in Qin Huaian's mind, and he snapped his eyes open.
He suddenly sensed a powerful spatial fluctuation. In an instant, he left the place where he had been sitting in cultivation.
A series of small void rifts sliced through the spot where he had just been cultivating.
More spatial rifts appeared, along with spatial dislocations and folds, constantly forming around him.
Drawing on his understanding of the laws of space, Qin Huaian dodged every one of these attacks in time.
He knew the Spatial Storm that came every six months had arrived.
From the jade slips left by cultivators who had entered before him, Qin Huaian knew that every space within the Void Hall was struck by various spatial attacks once every six months.
These attacks appeared relentlessly around cultivators. Those who had entered before called them Spatial Storms.
The power of a Spatial Storm depended on a cultivator's cultivation level.
Cultivators at different levels faced storms of different strengths.
The attacks were generally about as powerful as the cultivators themselves.
But spatial attacks were exceedingly strange. Anyone who failed to dodge in time could easily be injured or even killed.
Each time cultivators entered the Void Hall, many died in Spatial Storms.
At its current strength, this storm posed no threat to Qin Huaian, even if he had not comprehended the laws of space.
The Spatial Storm lasted about an hour before ending.
Once it passed, the Dao resonance of