Chapter 2770

The man's body and Primordial Spirit also began to age rapidly, becoming weak.

In the end, the man completely lost all means and just like that, disappeared into the River of Time, thoroughly devoured.

Returning to the real world, the man's body and Primordial Spirit disappeared quite abruptly from the staircase, as if they had never appeared at all.

Wu Feng just watched, just watched the empty staircase before him.

As he watched, Wu Feng discovered that at the higher point where the man had stood, it was filled with fragmented spatial power.

This spatial power was the force that had previously annihilated the Zhulong.

This power came from beyond the Heavens and was extremely difficult to deal with; if Wu Feng wanted to pass, he needed to think of a good method.

Wu Feng closed his eyes and evolved his own body; tiny little figures emerged from his ear canals, scrambling to come out.

These little figures were filled with Wu Feng's aura.

These little figures carrying Wu Feng's aura began to advance toward the spatial turbulence ahead.

Each flow of the spatial turbulence on the opposite side allowed Wu Feng to perceive a strange rhythm.

However, no matter how strange it was, Wu Feng was not afraid.

Because the number of little figures walking out from Wu Feng's body was simply infinite.

These little figures scouted the path ahead and died very, very quickly; the longest-lived among them lasted less than ten seconds.

However, after scouting the path for the time it takes to burn a stick of incense, Wu Feng finally found the correct path to pass through this spatial turbulence, which was also the only path.

Wu Feng walked onto it firmly, following this path.

Streams of spatial turbulence swayed beside Wu Feng, exuding the aura of death.

Wu Feng was fearless and continued to walk firmly.

Not knowing how long he had walked, Wu Feng finally broke through the spatial turbulence; with his final step, the entire world changed, and he ascended to the third floor.

The third floor of the hotel looked extremely gloomy, with rooms distributed on both sides of a narrow, long corridor.

Wu Feng walked over and saw that there were even door numbers on the hotel.

From 301, all the way to the deepest part.

Wu Feng did not walk to the end; at most, he could see as many as a hundred rooms.

Almost every room here was tightly shut.

Most of the doors were covered in bloodstains.

Finally, Wu Feng stood at the door of room 344.

This room door was the only one open. ===== CHAPTER 2772 =====