At the same time, Li Yan spread his Divine Sense to its fullest, covering every inch within thirty zhang of his body. He did not want any sudden mishap to leave him without room to react.
After the time it took to burn less than half an incense stick, Li Yan reached the edge of the white light almost completely naked. He had long since stored his Storage Pouch inside Tuban.
The white light before him was roughly thirty zhang wide and seven zhang high, like a slanted eye standing in the void. Its edges were hazy, and it radiated a somewhat blinding white glow.
At that moment, Li Yan stood at the edge of the white light, both hands braced on his knees as he gasped for breath. Sweat ran across his dark skin like winding rivers, and the veins on his forehead throbbed wildly.
The force emanating from the white light had already become tangible. Streams of white airflow continuously struck his body, making him sway with every blow.
It felt as though he would be hurled into the distant black void the very next moment, turned into a speck of dust in the darkness.
After taking several heavy breaths, Li Yan quickly extended his Divine Sense into the white light. Yet to his helplessness, it was swiftly forced back out again.
At this point, a ruthless glint flashed through Li Yan's eyes. Since it was still like this, he could only risk everything and enter.
Whether in his Storage Pouch or Tuban, he no longer had even a single defensive talisman left. They had all been exhausted in the seven-colored light long ago.
Those talismans had bought them a tiny bit of time back then. Otherwise, the Great Dragon Elephant Formation would have held out for another