When Zhang Yu cast his qi and intent into it and entered this created world once more, the sensation was different from last time the moment his qi connected with it.
It was as if a force were urging his whole body and mind to throw themselves into it. With a shift of his thoughts, he immediately understood why. After this upheaval, the world-domain opposite him had become vast and unfathomable; a mere trace of qi and intent would likely be insufficient. Moreover, his senses had detected in advance that this realm contained an inexplicable force. Once a wisp of qi and intent entered, it would surely be difficult to contend with.
With a turn of his mind, the Visualization Diagram descended from his true body. A resplendent and magnificent Mystic Chaos Cicada, its two wings like a river of stars, dropped from the Upper Layer and plunged into that page of bark book. A flash of light, and it vanished.
As he entered, another change arose upon the map. The gears on its pages slowly began to turn, and before long, an enormous hollow appeared at one side of the map, like a gigantic whirlpool. It flickered for a while, then remained fixed.
After the Mystic Chaos Cicada entered, an endless expanse of snow mountains like rolling waves appeared before it. The pure white snow lay clear and distant beneath an azure sky, yet farther away, heaven and earth stretched dim and vast, heavy clouds pressing across the horizon, giving rise to an endless feeling of desolation.
Eastern Court Land had been shrouded in the Turbid Tide year-round. One could only see the scenery on the side of Peace Mountain; anything farther away was indistinct. Yet Zhang Yu now felt that east of Peace Mountain, this was likely what