With that thought, Li Yan wasted no more time and plunged swiftly downward...
Another dozen or so breaths later, Li Yan's expression suddenly shifted as he descended. Within the limited range he could scan, something appeared, rising and falling like a continuous mountain range.
Alarmed, Li Yan immediately slowed down. He had now descended more than eight hundred zhang from the upper rim of the wind eye.
The yellow light emitted by the "Fortify" rune made him a beacon here, so there was no point in concealing his presence.
Thus, the instant he sensed something wrong, dark light flashed in his hands. He gripped the Guiyi Water-Parting Spike with both hands as though facing a formidable enemy, his Divine Sense locking firmly onto that mass.
The undulating mass extended beyond the range of his Divine Sense. As far as his eyes could see, its immense shadow stretched into the darkness, like a blood-red giant beast crouching in the void, a faint bloody glow covering its body.
"The Yin Mountain Beast! It's actually more than eight hundred zhang deep inside the wind eye. Even an early Spirit Transformation cultivator would find this place troublesome. Fortunately, I have Martial Uncle's rune!"
Although Li Yan had prepared himself and had come specifically for this beast, actually seeing it still sent a chill through his heart.
The giant beast merely lay in the void, yet the instant Li Yan saw it, every hair on his body involuntarily stood on end. An overwhelming sense of danger shot from the depths of his heart straight into his head.
A voice kept urging him to leave this place at once. Even his magical power, which had been flowing smoothly, now grew sluggish.
Li Yan forcibly suppressed his pounding heart and the relentless warnings in his sea of