Beneath a scorching, sun-drenched sky, blue and cloudless for ten thousand miles, a steaming expanse of grayish-white silver sand stretched as far as the eye could see. Not a breath of wind stirred...
And just then!
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!" Rings of dazzling white light surged wildly through the void. Like a miniature sun, the light shone brilliantly, sending out halo after halo...
Then!
"Sizzle, sizzle!" Rings of black fissures began tearing through the air. With a pair of sharp whistles, they opened into a pitch-black spatial void dozens of feet across. White light flickered inside, and a short, plump figure appeared in midair...
Finally!
"Whoosh!" The white light rippled and slowly dispersed, while the pitch-black spatial void contracted and gradually closed...
"Whoa! What incredible light-attribute spiritual qi!" The cultivator who had appeared was a fair-skinned, plump man dressed as a monk. It was none other than Dong Santong, who exclaimed in astonishment...
As soon as Dong Santong had reached the teleportation formation, those cultivators had blocked his path and surrounded him. Every one of them was at the Great Void Stage. Still, he had not acted rashly, instead explaining himself amicably to prove that he had not come to cause trouble...
But!
Dong Santong had still nearly been arrested, and a major battle had almost broken out. Fortunately, he had promptly shown them the token given to him by the figure shimmering with five-colored spiritual light, finally dispelling their suspicions...
Dong Santong had also told the cultivators that he wanted to travel to the Flowing Light Star Realm.
To his surprise, they had been utterly shocked. None of them could authorize it, so they had been forced to consult the elder in charge...
Between all the back-and-forth, Dong Santong had spent a great deal of time waiting before the elder