That magnificent "immortal realm" did not merely spread into the far distance; it also came straight before their eyes. Soundlessly, it had already covered a thousand li in every direction, enveloping Su Shuanghe, Chu Yuanxiang, and Wu Yuanchen—the three Calamity Law Grandmasters—within it.
Naturally, the three wished to evade it, but they lacked the strength.
The immortal realm did not spread especially quickly. For people like Wu Yuanchen and Chu Yuanxiang, who had merely projected their divine intent here, a single thought could span a thousand or ten thousand li. There should have been no way they could be caught within it.
The problem was that the Xuan Huang Killing Sword had already severed the fundamental laws of the surrounding void. At this moment, it was like a pot of boiling thin porridge. Methods that had once flowed as naturally as water now all came out as a ludicrously off-key performance. Their divine intent became trapped within it, and in a moment of daze, they had already been "invited" into the "immortal realm."
Upon entering, they saw ink-washed mountains, jade seas, blue skies, and boundless vastness. For a moment, they could not even distinguish east from west or north from south. The Xuan Huang Killing Sword had vanished without a trace, and its overwhelming sword pressure disappeared with it. As for Yu Ci's divine intent, which had always been strange and ever-changing, there was not the slightest sign of it either.
All three Calamity Law Grandmasters were vastly experienced. By instinct, they held their defenses and did not move, releasing only their divine intent with caution to sense their surroundings. Information about the external environment came flooding in layer by layer.
"This isn't an illusion."
Su Shuanghe muttered it. In truth, he was not surprised in the least. Saying so