Before it could strike Xuan Jiang, faint spatial ripples appeared around the ball of light.
At the sight, Xuan Jiang's heart skipped a beat, and he instinctively prepared to circulate his cultivation to block the attack.
With his Primordial Spirit lodged within the puppet body, his control over it had become far more fluid, naturally allowing him to wield even greater strength.
Yet just as his thoughts stirred and his True Yuan surged to its peak—
Xuan Jiang suddenly drew a deep breath, forcefully suppressing his instincts and allowing the True Yuan ball of light to strike him.
As the True Yuan ball struck his body, it brought no energy impact. Instead, spatial ripples spread outward and completely engulfed him.
The next instant.
Xuan Jiang felt darkness flash before his eyes, followed by light. When he reappeared, he was already in an unknown place.
"Hmm? This place... seems to be some kind of Spatial Artifact, an independent space capable of containing living beings?"
Carefully surveying his surroundings, Xuan Jiang murmured under his breath.
Without realizing it, he had raised his guard.
After all, he had yet to see Su Shi'er's true body. He still harbored doubts about his current predicament.
He could not be entirely certain that all this was truly the doing of the senior he knew.
"Correct. This is precisely the Small World formed by my artifact."
As Xuan Jiang wondered, a familiar voice rang by his ear.
Turning his head, he saw an elegant figure clad in a great cloak, holding a feather fan, with the immortal bearing of one who had stepped beyond the mortal world.
"Senior, you truly are unharmed?!"
Xuan Jiang could not help crying out, and he immediately let out a long breath of relief.
"Since I let you leave first, I naturally