Deep within the twisted planar passage, a brilliant streak of light sped urgently onward.
The surroundings were filled with surging, roiling void currents.
Imperial light condensed into a cocoon around the four of them. They had spent nearly a month in this sunless passage.
Xiao Yan turned his head to watch the void currents racing backward on either side. "Senior Brother, are we not there yet?"
Han Feng withdrew his probing gaze. "Soon."
Before his words had even faded, his expression suddenly changed.
The speeding streak of light unexpectedly slowed.
Two clusters of pure golden Solar True Fire silently ignited within Han Feng's pupils.
His gaze pierced through layers of planar mist and landed directly on a branching spatial current in the distance.
Deep within that roiling turbulence, three figures flickered in and out of view.
One man and two women.
The young man in the middle wore black robes and stood tall and straight, with eight ancient runes floating at his side.
Black lightning surged and roared around the edges of the runes, keeping the violent storms that tore through space several feet away.
At his side, two women of peerless beauty stayed close, their auras exceptionally deep and profound.
Following Han Feng's gaze, Xiao Yan looked over, bewilderment flashing through his eyes.
The black-robed man seemed to sense something and leisurely raised his eyes toward them.
Their gazes collided deep within the muddled mist.
The black-robed man smiled gently and raised a fist in greeting from afar.
Han Feng returned the salute.
Xiao Yan also raised his hand in acknowledgment.
The two groups continued along the passage in their respective directions without lingering in the slightest.
"Looks like we've encountered someone remarkable," Han Feng said, quickening his pace. "Let's go."
At the end of the passage, the vast