When Zhu Hongyi was rejected by the laws of heaven and earth of the Lost Continent, he was separated from his junior brother. Afterward, he too fell into that pitch-black, chaotic space.
What followed was unceasing peril. Yet relying on his powerful cultivation—and even luck surpassing Li Yan's—he had forcibly fought his way through.
But when he finally emerged, his luck was far worse than Li Yan's and Yan He's. He appeared right beside the surface of the long river.
By the time he realized something was wrong, it was already somewhat too late. Zhu Hongyi likewise had no idea what origin this long river possessed.
The instant he abruptly drew near, boundless palpitations surged forth and immediately consumed his entire mind.
The rapidly flowing whirlpools below made every hair on his body stand on end, chilling him to the bone.
He immediately wanted to fly away from the river below, but he had descended suddenly and was already very close to the surface. Directly beneath his feet, a whirlpool happened to appear.
Zhu Hongyi swept the whirlpool with his Divine Sense. There was only endless violent power within, while everything else was chaotic, unknown energy. The whirlpool instantly sucked in and wrapped around his feet from afar.
Greatly alarmed, Zhu Hongyi's spiritual power thundered within him like successive bolts of lightning. Yet even with his Mid-Body Integration Realm cultivation, he could only barely stabilize himself.
His body was still being dragged downward bit by bit. Cold sweat poured over Zhu Hongyi's entire body as sword qi ran wild around him.
As he forcibly steadied his mind, he immediately unleashed sword qi at the whirlpool beneath his feet. Yet the result frightened him even more.
After the sword qi slashed into the whirlpool, the violent power inside suddenly burrowed out,