Zhao Min's Suspicion

However, what slightly reassured Li Yan and Zhao Min was that Divine Sense was no longer restricted here. Yet precisely because it had returned, the fear in their hearts multiplied.

Other than the white light some seven or eight li away, the other three directions, as well as above and below them, were an endless expanse of darkness and void.

Everything their Divine Sense swept over made their scalps tingle, bringing only an everlasting deathly aura, desolation, and helplessness.

At that patch of white light, apart from the flickering glow, their Divine Sense could not penetrate it to see what lay beyond. This made the white light seem mysterious and unknown.

"We're going over there!"

Li Yan did not know what the light represented either, but every other place was pitch-black, as though countless shadowy eyes hid within the darkness, waiting for a chance to swallow them whole.

Only that place was like a beacon in the night. No matter what, they had to go take a look.

Zhao Min nodded in agreement. At the same time, she poured spiritual power into the spiritual-power barrier Li Yan had conjured, easing his burden considerably.

However, the arrogant tearing force outside sent their flight path veering left and right, making their progress abnormally slow and difficult.

Before they had struggled forward even a hundred zhang, Li Yan and Zhao Min's expressions abruptly changed. The tearing force around them suddenly grew several times stronger.

With a bang, the spiritual-power barrier around them shattered, turning into specks of starlight that swiftly vanished into the black heavens and earth.

Their breathing instantly caught. The garments they wore, already spiritual-treasure grade, were sliced apart amid hissing sounds by the force surrounding them.

Then streaks of blood appeared across their exposed skin, and blood from within their