Whoosh!
An aged, stooped figure sped through an increasingly broad and pitch-black passage at an astonishing speed.
It was Li Yuehua.
Yet to Yuan Magnetism Rail Man and Qin Lingxiao, who were within her Primordial Spirit, the pitch-black passage around them was not murky and indistinct. Instead, it shone with magnificent, strange colors.
It seemed boundlessly broad, yet also narrow and cramped.
Its size was impossible to judge.
"So this is the Little Cang Realm's 'umbilical cord'?"
Qin Lingxiao's eyes were filled with astonishment and curiosity.
Yuan Magnetism Rail Man suddenly recalled the immensely thick pipe he had seen while hiding in the Yuan Magnetism Membrane Eye.
Only now, inside it, did he feel how wondrous this place was.
Countless kinds of essences seemed mingled here.
Metal, wood, water, fire, earth, wind, lightning, ice, star dipper...
These kinds of Spiritual Qi, some common and others rare, surged and poured in from afar, forming torrents that constantly vanished and were constantly born anew.
It was as though the surrounding passage absorbed them all.
What a pity my main body isn't here...
Yuan Magnetism Rail Man felt a little regretful.
If his main body came in person, the peculiarities of this place would presumably offer it considerable inspiration.
But what made his heart turn cold was the spine-chilling corrosive presence all around them.
It was almost tangible.
Had he not been inside the old woman's Primordial Spirit, sheltered by it, a single gust of that corrosive presence in his face would probably have scattered his soul.
Even so, he could not help holding a breath that did not exist.
His heart rose into his throat.
Yet the corrosive presence that terrified Yuan Magnetism Rail Man seemed to have no effect on the old woman's Primordial Spirit.
Although Yuan Magnetism Rail Man could