"Concentrate—" the Ancient Web's voice chimed in at the proper moment.
The next instant, as more of Li Shun's will converged on that point of light within the white mist, the Mystic Yellow Qi above the Square Inch Dome also rolled and surged.
The profound aura that had accumulated for a long time was rapidly consumed, and Li Shun also felt as though he were hurtling at high speed through the Chaos, drawing closer and closer to his target.
Yet as his consciousness moved far away from Great Qian, far away from the Primordial Ancient Domain, and deeper into the Chaos, an unprecedented panic gradually crept into his heart.
At first it was not particularly noticeable, but by the time he abruptly snapped to his senses, it was already as if he had plunged deep into fathomless waters.
Unbeknownst when, his surroundings had turned pitch black.
Even the target point of light that had originally been locked onto flickered erratically, seeming as though it might vanish from his field of vision at any moment.
Li Shun only felt that he was plummeting downward without end, growing further and further away from all civilization and vitality.
"We're almost there."
Just as the panic in his heart was about to overwhelm his reason, the Ancient Web's calm words surfaced once more.
In a flash, Li Shun felt as if someone had yanked him violently upward, abruptly pulling him out of the deep, dark abyss of the water, a mere step away from the bright surface above.
Li Shun roused his spirits and strived to swim toward the point of light not far ahead.
The moment his will touched it, Li Shun felt the existence of the [world].
Like a reef in the water, it was enough to let him, a drowning man,