Yun He took Kalu with him and teleported straight into the outermost cloud layer of Blood Luo World.
There were eighteen cloud layers above Blood Luo World.
The higher one went, the greater the pressure became. Only those at Universe Level could pass through all eighteen layers under their own power.
However, the natives of Blood Luo World only dared to fly as high as the Eighteenth Layer. They never ventured beyond it.
They knew that the race beyond their world would kill any native who flew out of Blood Luo World.
No one who had flown beyond the eighteenth cloud layer had ever returned to the surface alive.
A powerful gravitational force permeated the Blood Luo Continent. Anything that entered the cloud layers would be caught by it and pulled down toward the continent.
Of course, gravity of that strength was negligible to Yun He and Kalu.
Whoosh!
With a few short-range teleportations, Yun He brought Kalu above the Ancient God Ruins on the Blood Luo Continent.
Swoosh!
Yun He flew down through the clouds with Kalu. Mist swirled around them, like an immortal paradise.
"Hm?"
Before long, they reached the fifteenth cloud layer, where the surrounding mist had already turned blood-red.
They continued downward.
Below them, the boundless clouds were entirely blood-red, like an endless sea of blood churning.
There was also an invisible baleful aura that seemed to constantly affect the minds of living beings. Those with insufficient willpower would likely have their minds corrupted outright, becoming monsters that knew only slaughter.
But to beings like Yun He and Kalu, this little bit of baleful aura was nothing worth mentioning.
Swoosh!
They continued plunging downward.
They broke through layer after layer of blood-red mist until they finally burst through the last one.
They hovered in midair.
Yun