The next moment, accompanied by a faint spatial fluctuation, a sensation akin to riding a teleportation formation washed over him.
Liu Yu's consciousness briefly blurred, slipping into a state between dreaming and waking.
Only when a bitter chill assailed him and a bone-piercing wind howled past did he abruptly awaken.
Instincts honed over a century prompted him to release his divine sense at once, surveying his surroundings.
The next moment, Liu Yu's gaze sharpened.
Everywhere he looked lay a world of ice and snow. Bone-piercing winds swept through the space, while snowflakes as large as goose feathers drifted from the sky, blanketing the earth in deep snow and silver finery.
How was this still the cave from before?
One moment, he had been inside a dark, cramped cave; the next, he stood in a frozen wilderness an unknown distance away.
To roam the northern sea at dawn and reach Cangwu by dusk was no more wondrous than this.
Teleportation.
Recalling the spatial fluctuation moments earlier, so similar to riding a teleportation formation, Liu Yu seemed to understand.
He then set those thoughts aside and began examining his surroundings.
Not a single figure was in sight. The cultivators who had entered the Purple Star Abode before him were nowhere to be found.
Everywhere his divine sense reached was land covered in ice and snow. There was no telling how vast this world was.
This seems to be a special space, entirely different from the outside world.
Most of the spiritual energy here leans toward ice and water attributes, and it also carries traces of extremely cold stellar power.
Could it... have been created by the Purple Star Star Lord?
No, that isn't right.
Even a great cultivator, empowered by the Zhou Tian Star Chart, could never create a small world.
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