Cloud Palace.
Cang Lan had just entered the training ground when his footsteps abruptly halted, and his expression froze.
Above the vast ocean of his soul, a bright mirror hung suspended. From within it came everything the Thunderous Spirit Puppet saw and heard.
"Divine Lord, the spatial rift is about to appear. This old man can only maintain it for three breaths!"
"I am aware. Just do your utmost!"
Hearing the Emperor Grade Nascent Pill's voice, Cang Lan nodded.
Before his eyes, a profound formation several zhang wide was imprinted upon the empty space.
Within the formation, space continuously twisted and rippled, like folds in cloth layered upon one another, spreading toward the formation's edges like tiny waves...
Through their shared vision and senses, he could switch to the Thunderous Spirit Puppet's perspective at will.
As long as the spatial rift appeared, this puppet avatar would be able to leave the Ancient Emperor's Cave Mansion.
Thinking about the bizarre chain of events that had happened since arriving in the Dou Qi Continent, Cang Lan summoned his notebook.
Everything he had experienced would definitely be explosive news if it were out in the outside world.
If he wrote it down as a diary, its excitement rating certainly wouldn't be low.
With a thought from Cang Lan, he guided his soul power into the notebook.
It really hadn't been easy! I'm finally getting out... Who would've thought that after coming from beyond the heavens, I'd end up trapped inside the Ancient Emperor's Cave Mansion?
If there were some transmigrators' chat group, no one would probably believe what I've been through even if I told them!
And... I even have to improve my cultivation by writing a diary. Ever since I slipped through the cracks of nine-year compulsory education, when have I ever