“I can’t say for sure myself…” The Realm Spirit’s golden hair swayed in turmoil. “But I’m certain we walked onto a fork! This place… I’ve never been here, but it feels very familiar… just like… something is interfering and slowly separating us into another space.”

Xu Yangyi kept quiet, but his spiritual sense was fully unleashed as he continued to fly down.

Another thirty minutes passed, and he was finally certain that the situation was quite likely as the Realm Spirit had said! 

Shao Yufeng was late-stage Qi Condensation, so he couldn’t fly. By sliding down along the Gold-Banded Staff, he’d only taken forty minutes. Nonetheless… right now, Xu Yangyi had perhaps flown for an hour, but the bottom was still out of sight!

This was strange, too strange!

“Interesting…” His gaze flashed, and his speed increased, rather than slowing down. Swaths of black fog streaked past him like a cloak in the wind. “Is this the first showing?”

“Or… did the old monster down there feel that we were coming? It hasn’t woken up yet though, so can it only split us up this way?”

“Am I the only one separated, or is everyone else like this too?”

He didn’t continue thinking. After roughly another hour passed, he finally saw a white dot of light appear below.

“Ten...