A humming vibration of spacetime instantly enveloped the entire rear hall. The sound was deep and lingering, like countless taut strings plucked at once, shaking the air into visible ripples.
A pale blue spacetime barrier slowly unfolded like a curtain of water, spreading from the time machine's shell to form a perfect oval dome of light. It completely shut out the raging spiritual pressure outside, leaving only a quiet, stable space within.
Yun Che stared intently at the constantly shifting coordinate numbers on the time machine's dashboard. The flickering runes and lines resembled the paths of stars.
His fingertips glided lightly across the control panel, making minute adjustments to the spacetime anchor's precise parameters to correct every slight deviation in their route, until it was firmly aligned with the spatial coordinates of the Ancestral Land Main City.
Zu Tangtang was practically sprawled against the porthole, her cheek pressed to the cool glass as she watched the colored ribbons of light race backward, intertwining and shifting outside.
Those ribbons resembled stretched-out rainbows, or a flowing river of stars, tracing brilliant, dreamlike paths through the endless darkness.
She could not help speaking softly, a hint of wonder and curiosity in her voice. "Come to think of it, Immortal Xuanyang actually came from the same place as us. He might even be from our hometown. I just wonder how he drifted into this world back then. Did he encounter spacetime turbulence, or some special opportunity?"
Yuezheng Xiangling had her head lowered as she carefully wiped the ancient-style Pill Furnace they had just retrieved from the pill pavilion. The archaic patterns on its body gleamed softly in the light. At those words, she looked up and smiled, her eyes revealing admiration and gratitude for that predecessor.
"Whatever the case, he left so many preparations