Somewhere on the edge of the blood-colored land.
Whoosh.
The mist was forcibly parted, rippling continuously to reveal over a dozen figures.
They were the people of the Mountain Cloud School.
Jiang Jingnian steadied himself and swiftly swept his gaze over his surroundings.
The phantom Blood Moon flickered in the sky, shrouding the entire land in an ominous halo.
A thick air of decay permeated the surroundings, and the faint roars of Demon Wraiths and clashes of weapons came from afar.
The sudden turn of events left everyone from the Mountain Cloud School aghast.
Elder Li Qiu paled. He looked around, his expression tightening. "Wh-what is this place? How did we get dragged in here?"
In that instant just now.
The area near the Qiantang River had abruptly turned upside down. Even Jiang Jingnian had failed to tear through this domain when he struck, as though he had hit a mass of air.
Because, ultimately.
It was not this Blood Domain that had dragged people inside.
Rather, a little less than half of Lin'an had simply been switched to a different scene.
To put it plainly.
Everyone was still inside Lin'an; the mirrored region projected by the Void had merely traded places with reality.
"It seems to be the Void... but not entirely."
Liu Qingzhi glanced around, looking thoughtful.
"The Void?!"
"Don't the ancient texts say that only after cultivating a breath of True Astral Force does one have a chance of elevating the spirit into the Void, while the physical body cannot enter?"
Some of the elders and protectors looked horrified.
After all.
Even among Half-Step Grandmasters who had cultivated True Astral Force, only a tiny handful of powerful practitioners could roam the Void in spirit.
Most Inner Qi experts could only learn about the Void through ancient texts