After Dongguan entered the dark red sphere, he immediately felt heaven and earth churn, and the world seemed to have grown much larger. From outside, the dark red sphere measured no more than ten kilometers in diameter, but a cursory scan inside revealed a vast world spanning at least a million kilometers.
A crimson sky, crimson earth, crimson oceans-everything was like blood. This was a blood-colored world.
"Where is it?" Dongguan's feet never touched the ground. He merely hovered in the air, even forming a barrier of divine power around himself to temporarily isolate the inside from the outside.
He closed his eyes, and his intangible perception swiftly spread.
A suppressive, repulsive force surged. This was the world's rejection of him.
The ground even condensed all sorts of Blood Beasts and blood-colored Battlefield Warriors, which charged at him as all manner of bombardments rained down on him.
But in that very instant, he found his direction and immediately turned into a streak of light, rushing that way.
A barrier formed a spindle shape around him, and attack after attack struck it.
Yet whenever an attack landed, vortices appeared on the spindle, devouring all "energy" and "matter," then crushing and absorbing everything like millstones.
Even his speed barely decreased.
Seemingly realizing that the attacks were ineffective and were even aiding the enemy, the attacks stopped after just one wave.
What followed was a transformation of space-time.
The space-time ahead of the shuttle continuously stretched, and the flow of time slowed.
It was meant to delay his advance.
"Break!"
But the shifting space-time not only failed to achieve its intended effect, it also brought changes to the shuttle,
which followed the spatial fluctuations, flickering through successive teleportations, and actually flew even faster.
None of these methods could stop it, and the shuttle