Spatial teleportation was not pleasant for first-timers. Ye Chen was not experiencing spatial teleportation for the first time, so by all rights, he should not have been too discomposed. Yet the reality was the opposite. After teleporting out of Devouring Island, both Ye Chen and Murong Qingcheng felt exceptionally miserable. Not only were their minds muddled and incapable of thought, but the blood and True Essence within their bodies began flowing in reverse, thrown into utter chaos, as though they were about to burst out of their bodies.
No one knew how long this state lasted. Within their chaotic, empty vision, a glimmer of light gradually appeared. The light was incomparably dazzling, like spears condensed from radiance stabbing straight at them.
Pop!
The two emerged from the chaotic world.
"What a bizarre teleportation."
Ye Chen had yet to regain his sense of direction or balance, so he simply floated in place and waited for his body to recover. Murong Qingcheng beside him did the same.
The loss of control did not last long. After roughly ten breaths, the two had completely returned to normal.
"I originally thought Devouring Island was merely a lost plane. Now it seems it is not so simple." Ye Chen swept his gaze around and discovered that they were above a vast, boundless ocean. Letting out a breath of relief, he spoke to Murong Qingcheng.
Murong Qingcheng nodded. "The laws of Devouring Island differ from those of the True Spirit Continent. If it were a lost plane, its fundamental laws should roughly tend toward those of the True Spirit Continent."
"We can ponder Devouring Island later. This ocean, on the other hand, is somewhat unusual," Ye Chen said.
Although the ocean beneath their feet looked much like any other, with nothing particularly strange about it, Ye