The news had come suddenly, yet it was not unexpected.
A powerhouse at Zhen Yuanzi's level had always acted with thunderous decisiveness. Since he had brought Ping'an to the Sea of Chaos, he would never simply wait outside.
Xu Changqing gazed at the endlessly churning sea of gray-white mist and fell silent for a moment.
Although the Spirit Plant Bureau's supply line lay right beside the Sea of Chaos,
this was, in the end, merely its outer fringe—and a relatively remote stretch of that fringe.
The main eruption point of the Cosmic Tidal Surge lay on the other side. That was the true battlefield.
The direction Zhen Yuanzi had taken Xu Ping'an into should have been the core region, where Chaos qi was thickest and the tidal fluctuations most violent.
Thus, whatever could be gathered from the core region was far richer and rarer than what could be found here.
Linglong tugged at Xu Changqing's sleeve and looked up at him with wide, yearning eyes. "Daddy, when are we going in?"
Xu Changqing lowered his gaze to her, then looked at Ruo Qunshuang, Qingyao, and Zhang Zaizhi. After considering it, he said, "No rush. We'll test the waters at the edge first."
And so they waited for another half an hour.
The rhythm of the Cosmic Tidal Surge visibly quickened.
Previously, a wave had crashed down roughly every incense stick's worth of time. Now, it had shortened to half that.
The waves grew fiercer. Each time they crashed down, dense black cracks were torn open along the edge of the Chaos qi.
Those cracks vanished in an instant, yet vast amounts of spiritual light spurted from each one.
Xu Changqing led the four of them beyond the Spirit Plant Bureau's defensive formation and stood upon the last safe line at