Beneath the vast, boundless void, a streak of purple light shuttle cut across like a meteor.
Ye Haicheng's brows were knitted tight, and just as the fifteen minutes were about to run out, a glowing point of a realm finally emerged.
"This one won't do. The realm wall is too hard to break through!" Feng Chan said after one glance.
Ye Haicheng looked at Feng Chan, his gaze faintly revealing ill intent.
"Fellow Daoist Feng, you said back then that there was a route."
"This realm is the confirmed coordinate. That means we haven't gone the wrong way. Besides, you don't want to be so close that someone can find you as soon as they investigate, do you?" Feng Chan's expression did not change in the slightest.
It was as if he had long anticipated Ye Haicheng's questioning.
"I hope Fellow Daoist Feng remembers that you still need a physical body." After Ye Haicheng finished speaking, he said no more and urged the Void-Piercing Shuttle back along its original route.
What made Ye Haicheng's face look even worse, however, was that a deviation still appeared on the way back. One had to know that the Purple Spirit Void-Piercing Shuttle possessed the ability to memorize routes.
This meant the void was constantly changing, and was not without danger.
There was also the possibility that they would not be able to find the way back.
Fortunately, after being delayed for only a dozen breaths more, he still saw that beyond the twenty-one points of light, a halo stood upright.
Within the halo, the point of light in Ye Haicheng's memory had actually begun to continuously repair itself, and the halo's spiritual light was pouring into it. It even seemed about to form a new halo. Without a doubt, if the halo fell,