"Is this... a Flower of the Other Shore?"
After flying for just over ten minutes out of Fog City, Xiao Yu saw a sea.
It was about thirty meters wide.
It was much bigger than the black river he had seen before.
Black mist billowed over the sea.
Perhaps this was where Fog City got its name?
Apart from the sea, the most striking sight was the blood-red flowers.
They looked exactly as the myths and legends described.
Flowers of the Other Shore bloomed on the other shore; only flowers could be seen, never leaves.
This black sea gave him an even deeper sense of dread than the river before.
Xiao Yu had a premonition.
If he jumped in, he probably would never come back.
He tried probing it with his divine sense, and his head spun.
He even experienced the terrifying sensation of someone tugging on a thread connected to his mind, trying to pull him down.
When he forcibly severed his divine sense and came back to himself,
Xiao Yu discovered that he had actually taken two steps toward the riverbank.
Any later, and he might really have been dragged in.
Moreover, that single probe had actually injured Xiao Yu.
He had never been injured since he started cultivating!
This was bad. Really bad.
He tried launching some Spiritual Power attacks at the river's surface as well.
Some fell into the water and vanished like stones sinking into the sea.
Others, however, inexplicably disappeared in midair.
Fortunately, he had tested it instead of flying straight across.
If his Spiritual Energy failed halfway across and he fell, he would be done for.
Beneath the sea's surface lay a void.
It was like a black hole.
Yet this terrifying hellhole
was precisely the destination Xiao Yu had found through the