The sky hung low, and two figures raced by.
The figure ahead moved at incredible speed, agile like a butterfly, continually advancing with a mysterious gait.
Deng Taiyue followed from a distance, eyes wide with surprise.
"This Luo Chen has such a mystical gait; if used in combat, even regular Nascent Soul True Masters might not be able to lock onto him with their Divine Consciousness."
"Especially with every inexplicable change of direction, it seems like he's avoiding something?"
"Is it a space crack?"
As he wondered, a warning shout suddenly came from ahead.
"Watch out!"
Deng Taiyue was jolted awake and retreated repeatedly.
Somewhere along the way forward, an invisible, dark thin line was slowly approaching.
It was a freshly born space crack!
If not for Luo Chen's warning, charging straight into it could at least tear his physical body in two, at worst, he'd be sucked in, perishing completely.
For a moment, Deng Taiyue was filled with dread.
