Chapter 93: Space-Time Turbulence

The giant black snake, aided by the cover of shadows, fled in a disheveled state through the dense forest, its sharp pupils reflecting an unfathomable fear:

As expected, this world is still too dangerous; two great experts disguised themselves as juniors, and it was merely to lure it out!

The Demon snake did not know why it had been targeted by those two terrifying existences, but it could only flee desperately—

As long as it could return, return to that mysterious secret realm, it would rather not emerge for another thousand years.

The Demon snake could never have imagined that it would fall into such a dead end just by launching a trivial Beast Tide and wanting to collect some Qi and Blood Power from ants.

The wound on its abdomen was not large, but it showed no signs of healing; foul-smelling black snake blood dripped continuously from the wound, corroding pits into the ground.

This blood was not merely the Demon snake's blood; it was the most refined life force within its body!

The Demon snake kept circulating the spiritual power within its body, attempting to heal this wound—it knew deeply that if things continued this way, it would not be able to hold on for long.

But the Demon snake's efforts were ultimately in vain:

That wound was like an invisible shackle; the flesh around it was rapidly necrotizing under some unknown "influence," forcing the flesh further out to "believe" that everything was normal!

Time passed bit by bit, the Demon snake's intelligence was gradually eroded by despair, and its speed became slower and slower.

The entrance to that secret realm was right before its eyes, yet it was so far away, as if it could never be reached again.

Feng Zi and Qing Lin had already arrived behind the Demon snake.

At first, upon seeing this giant snake gradually slow down, Feng Zi once thought it was playing some trick again.

But watching it gradually come to a stop and the vitality within its body become increasingly weak, Feng Zi looked at Qing Lin beside him:

"This Demon snake must be at the end of its rope. To prevent it from struggling in its death throes and adding any variables, finish it off immediately."

Regarding such a great evil that had launched a Beast Tide and caused countless lives to perish, Feng Zi only wanted to eliminate it as soon as possible.

Those two terrifying auras were gradually closing in, but suddenly, the Demon snake, whose intelligence had already been filled with a will to die, felt another emotion...

It was "anger."

Yes, why should it just sit and wait for death?

The Demon snake suddenly thought that the secret realm it had found by chance was located in an unstable small world; why not fight for a chance at survival?

Thinking of this, the Demon snake exhausted its last bit of strength, darting toward Feng Zi like an arrow released from a bow, wrapping tightly around him.

Caught off guard, Feng Zi was actually bound by the Demon snake just like that.

But before he could exert force to struggle, the giant black snake slammed violently into a place that was empty—

Space was "torn," and a simple stone room, drifting within an independent space, suddenly appeared before the two of them.

In his haste, Feng Zi only managed to roughly catch a glimpse of the interior of the stone room, not even having time to make any response.

The next moment, that fragile space suddenly turned into countless "fragments" like glass, dragging that stone room into an unknown space.

And when these two spaces that should have been connected were suddenly separated, what would happen?

The answer was not hard to imagine, and Feng Zi clearly realized this point, secretly thinking "not good" in his heart.

Just as he had guessed:

A black "vortex" appeared quietly; it was so quiet, yet it contained extremely terrifying power within it.

No, that "vortex" actually had no color; the reason it appeared black was because it had "forgotten" its own color.

Regarding this phenomenon, the great experts of Tianyuan Jie reverently called it:

Space-Time Turbulence!

Feng Zi certainly did not know what this phenomenon was, but he also understood that the vortex was extremely terrifying, and any strand of turbulence within it would be enough to prevent him from ever being reincarnated!

But what could he do? The Demon snake's binding was extremely powerful; no matter how he struggled, he could not break free in the short term.

Looking at the terrifying scene before it, the Demon snake knew it had bet correctly.

It coiled around Feng Zi and lunged into that vortex of great terror.

Huge power pressed in from all directions, and in just an instant, the last trace of vitality within the Demon snake's body was completely exhausted.

Feng Zi's body could hardly withstand such pressure, and he immediately went black before his eyes, losing consciousness.

All of this happened in the blink of an eye.

"Feng Zi!" Seeing this scene, Qing Lin could not care about much else and could only barely grab Feng Zi's hand, being swept into the vortex together with him.

And when Lu Hanwen and Li Shou arrived, panting and having exhausted all their strength, they happened to see that cyan silhouette disappear into the vortex.

That vortex was so dangerous that both of them almost had the same judgment in their hearts—

If Feng Zi and Qing Lin were swept into it, it was likely that they would meet with misfortune.

They were the heirs of the Lu Family and the Li Family; could they really bear such a huge risk?

Li Shou was a bit unsure and asked subconsciously: "What should we do? Should we take the risk?"

Watching the vortex gradually shrink, Lu Hanwen bit his teeth subconsciously:

Analyzing from a rational perspective, for something with such high risk and almost no recoverable gains, even considering it was a waste of his own mental energy.

But unexpectedly, Lu Hanwen did not dwell on it too much: "Save them! For people like us, how many sincere friends can we meet in a lifetime?"

Yes, for a friend to whom one could rarely entrust their back, why not take a risk?

Having said that, Lu Hanwen did not hesitate at all and immediately leaped into the vortex.

Hearing this, Li Shou also agreed, and while the vortex had not yet completely closed, he leaped into it together with him.

And when the figures of the two completely disappeared into the depths of the vortex, this Space-Time Turbulence was also completely sealed—

A simple and unadorned stone room emerged once again, and slowly took shape in this world.

At the same time, an inexplicable fluctuation spread throughout the entire Tianyuan Jie.

Mortals and ordinary cultivators did not perceive this fluctuation, but for those existences who had already attained the Dao, how could they miss this Great Dao fluctuation?

In the hearts of all immortals and gods, a thought quietly emerged:

The Cun Xin Quiet Room has appeared in the world!

"Cun Xin Quiet Room"—there was not a single great expert who did not understand its meaning.

In an instant, hundreds of gazes capable of remaking the universe were cast toward this place, toward this location that was not recorded on any map, yet situated at the very center of Tianyuan!

Those existences were too terrifying, to the point that merely by revealing their presence, they nearly caused the space here to collapse entirely!

Before the living beings within a radius of ten thousand miles had even sensed their presence, an irrepressible fear welled up in their hearts, and they could not help but kneel on the ground.

But as for the submission of ants, those existences high above the clouds clearly did not care.

At this very moment, in their eyes, there was only that simple, unadorned stone chamber.