Xiang Beifei didn’t walk far before coming to a stop, as he realized something was very off ahead.
At least the aura had changed.
It was no longer the aura of a deserted landscape; instead, it was permeated with a vast and solemn aura.
"Could this be the Edge Corner Airspace?"
Xiang Beifei was slightly surprised.
In front of him lay a desolate land, stretching endlessly, with no plants, no desolate beasts, only jagged rocks forming various shapes.
Currently, Xiang Beifei could simulate the Heavenly Dao Laws and control various abilities, but he was astonished to find that this land seemed to have a strange power pressing down on everything, and he couldn’t use his ability to control stones to affect the terrain here.
"What a bizarre power."
Xiang Beifei couldn’t help but frown.
This power was very dangerous, at least it exuded an ominous aura everywhere, the surface of the whole plain seemed devoid of life, yet beneath each rock seemed to lurk a terrifying presence, hidden in every crevice, every shadowy corner.
In his perception, this power was enough to threaten experts of the Heavenly Connection Realm!
Even Xiang Beifei, at the Immortal Realm, didn’t dare to underestimate it!
"So this is the edge of the Edge Corner Airspace?"
He recalled that when setting up the formation, a tribal cultivator mentioned this point, that this region was a forbidden area for tribal cultivators, and those without sufficient strength would almost certainly die if they ventured in.
Because this was the edge of the Edge Corner Airspace, it’s no wonder when the aura from the formation Xiang Beifei created spread, countless tribal cultivators thought it was a divine legacy of the Edge Corner Airspace and wanted to try their luck.
From the tribal cultivators’ perspective, obtaining the divine legacy would allow entry into the Edge Corner Airspace and greater opportunities, a once-in-a-lifetime chance.
But what exactly is the Edge Corner Airspace?
Looking at the vast land ahead, Xiang Beifei felt a surge of anticipation in his heart.
Because at this time, Wu Hou’s direction was pointing forward, and if Xiang Tianxing and his wife were heading this way, they must have passed through this path.
The grandfather’s mysterious amnesia, Xiang Tianxing and his wife’s missing, and the swirling aura of the so-called alien space of Jialuoluo...
These were all things Xiang Beifei needed to figure out.
He stepped forward into this barren region!
The air suddenly became turbulent, and in just an instant, the wind began to sweep up, becoming sharp as a knife cutting across, rushing erratically.
The wind lashed the rocks, filling each with murderous intent, as if something unknown and powerful might burst from the crevices at any moment.
Xiang Beifei frowned slightly and kept walking forward.
The further he went, the faster the wind became, all pulling at him as if trying to tear him apart.
Xiang Beifei conjured a barrier of Spiritual Power ahead to fend off these violent winds.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
After walking three hundred miles further, the wind here began to take on tangible form, its power growing increasingly terrifying, reaching the intensity of late-stage Heavenly Connection!
Even Xiang Beifei had to admit, if he hadn’t reached the Immortal Realm, traversing here with late-stage Heavenly Connection strength would be nearly impossible!
It was then that he suddenly saw a person standing on a rock ahead, holding a very strange pose.
The person seemed to be walking forward, with their right foot stepping into the air without descending, even their clothes flapping loudly, yet they stood still as if a statue, unyielding to the fierce wind.
Xiang Beifei’s Orifice Perception immediately spread over.
He took a step closer, circling to the front of this person.
This person was no different from a human, seemingly a man at first glance, but as Xiang Beifei sensed carefully, he found a large hole in the middle of the other’s chest.
This was a cultivator from the Pierced Chest Tribe.
Xiaohei jumped onto the other’s head, tapping his skull curiously, raising his head in surprise: "Woof woof?"
"No soul, unable to determine his level. But from his physical condition, he should be a Heavenly Connection expert."
This tribal cultivator’s soul seemed to have been obliterated, as if while he was walking, someone suddenly extracted his soul, leaving only an empty body behind.
The person’s expression was grave, even his eyes were open, full of vigilance, as if he had been regarding his surroundings, frozen in a walking posture one moment and without a soul the next.
The speed was so fast, the body didn’t even have time to react.
Most eerily, although the wind was so swift, he remained standing on one foot, unbuffeted!
Erha curiously extended his long tail, nudging this guy’s body lightly.
The other’s body was rock-solid and motionless, as if rooted to the spot.
Youmong poked its head out from Xiang Beifei’s collar and pointed not far away, calling out.
Xiang Beifei turned his head to look in the other direction, about five hundred meters ahead, where three human figures stood.
He pondered for a moment, shifting his steps to approach these two silhouettes.
These three were also tribal cultivators, one of whom had horns, belonging to the Panjiao Race, who also seemed to have been walking forward, now frozen mid-step.