Attempts to enter the spatial vortex had also failed. The entrance was filled with turbulence, and the test subjects had been torn apart before they could even get all the way inside.
On the table beside Bai Fenghua lay the test specimens severed by the spatial vortex. Their ragged ends bore vicious tears, showing just how terrifying the vortex inside was.
Ye Chuqi's first words were, "Are you sure he's still alive?"
The other teachers waiting there for news all looked constipated at her remark. If not for Bai Fenghua and Ye Qinglan, they would have given her a proper lesson in the art of speaking, even if she was the Ye Family's long-lost young lady!
Bai Fenghua nodded. "I'm sure. He's still alive."
Although this world had nothing like the life tablets or soul lamps of the Cultivation World to determine whether a cultivator was still alive, they seemed to have other ways to verify a person's survival, such as divination, or the Temple—
One of the teachers present had helped with divination and had already concluded that Marcus was still alive. However, the laws of space interfered with the divination, making it impossible to determine his location. When Bai Fenghua decided to bring Ye Chuqi over, that teacher had even secretly performed another divination, and the result had actually revealed a slim chance of survival.
The teacher helping reinforce the spatial vortex's entrance was also a spatial Grand Mage. He could sense the terror of the vortex inside more directly than the others. He had no idea where it led, only that Marcus was unlikely to survive, though he still had a sliver of hope.
Ye Chuqi summoned Big Black Fish. He had put on more weight lately and grown considerably larger. The spatial vortex already occupied a