A transparent figure, more ghostly than a phantom, suddenly appeared inside the cave at a certain moment. His body had completely turned into a patch of deep blue here, blending perfectly into the surroundings.
Almost the instant the transparent figure appeared in the cave, he rushed toward the vortex that no "person" had entered for ages and stepped into it without hesitation.
At the same time, an imperceptible ripple appeared directly before the gray vortex with his step, separating the vortex from that troop of ghosts.
At this moment, the man had pushed his cultivation completely to its limit, while several secret arts were activated with all his strength. In that brief span of time, his cultivation had astonishingly reached a level comparable to the Integration Realm.
This meant that the fluctuations caused by his secret arts could only be sensed by an expert at the Integration Realm or above...
The instant his secret arts activated, the man silently plunged into the gray vortex like a moth flying into flame!
None of the ghosts noticed that, in that hair-trigger instant, a faint disturbance had appeared in the gray vortex, only to be completely blocked by a thin layer pressed tightly against it.
Not even the baleful ghost nearest to the gray vortex sensed that something had appeared here and cut off their perceptions.
Though they guarded this place daily, they could not stare at the gray vortex every moment of every day. They would only act when their various senses detected an abnormality...
And almost at that exact same moment, deep underground somewhere, Qing Ye abruptly awoke, his face somewhat bluish.
That "Other Shore Flower" had already been flung away by him, blasting a straight "passage" through the nearby soil. Under the suppression of his powerful cultivation, the pain within