Yang Qi had never been to a location with thirtieth ranked immortal worlds.

Such planes of existence were usually surrounded by tempests so severe that they could even cause problems for Godmyths. And there were many hazardous areas, natural convergences of empyrean and baleful energies that could destroy anyone weaker than—and including—fourth division Shattered Gods.

Normally speaking, only fifth division Godmyths or higher traveled between thirtieth level universal planes.

Yang Qi could already feel the difference at this high-level location within the universe. He was moving slower, and at the same time felt as if he existed in a state between corporeal and illusory. That was because of the primal-chaos debris that floated within the tempests. They were like icebergs in an ocean, except they were so destructive that they would put an end to anyone they touched.

WHOOSH!

All of a sudden, Yang Qi released Confucian Daoless and vanished without a trace. He had entered one of the chunks of primal-chaos debris, a place that pulsed with the auras of ancient beasts. That was where...