“Whether this succeeds or not depends on fate, and it’s extremely dangerous,” Fang Ling added.
“I have no idea what we’ll encounter once we enter the Endless Void.”
“I’ve never ventured into the Endless Void before. We might be swallowed by spatial turbulence or torn apart by spatial storms…”
“The other day, when I displayed the power of the Blood Eye to shatter space, it was just to reassure Purple Bamboo.”
“Otherwise, that foolish nun wouldn’t have wanted to leave. She might have even stayed to face the Heavenly Dao Sect with us.”
If it were as easy as he had made it sound that day, he would have left long ago. There was no need to face those two immortal realm powerhouses head-on.
Lan Yan smiled at his words, “I didn’t expect you to be such a romantic.”
Fang Ling replied indifferently, “You’re overthinking it. If she stayed by my side, she’d only be a burden. That’s why I had to make her leave first.”
“Let’s hope our luck holds, that we can safely leave the Endless Void and end up somewhere in the Southern Dipper Region, not too close to the Heavenly Dao Sect.”
“If these two conditions are met, it will help your Lan Clan seek revenge.”
“If anything goes wrong, don’t blame me.”
If it were just about escaping, he already had a backup plan.
The ancient escape talisman given by the Shangguan Family was enough to get him out of danger.
But the teleportation distance of this ancient escape talisman was too far. He might end up in another realm outside the Southern Dipper Region.
In that case, he would miss this opportunity and wouldn’t be able to return within half a month.
Lan Yan’s delicate face turned serious, and she nodded, “No problem, I’m willing to give it a try.”
Fang Ling: “Good! Hold on to me tightly!”
“Don’t let go, or if we get separated in the Endless Void, I might still have a chance to return to the outside world, but you will be trapped there forever.”
Lan Yan took a step forward and held Fang Ling’s large hand with her small one.
“Will this do?” she murmured, her face turning slightly red.
She had cultivated for tens of thousands of years and had never been close to a man.
Let alone hugging, even holding hands was a first for her.
Fang Ling glanced at her and said sternly, “If we encounter spatial fragments that cut off either of our arms, we’ll be separated.”
“Choose front or back yourself, but hold on to me with both hands, no joking around!”
“I know, why are you so fierce?” she huffed, her face instantly turning red.
She knew that to be as safe as possible, the two of them needed to stick together.
For the sake of revenge, this small matter was nothing, though she felt a bit embarrassed.
She moved behind Fang Ling, wrapped her arms around him, and pressed tightly against him.
Lan Yan usually dressed very conservatively, so her curves were not apparent.
But now, pressed tightly against Fang Ling, he was secretly astonished.
Those two peaks, compressed and deformed, were indeed not small and surprisingly elastic.
“Let’s go!” Lan Yan quickly said, wanting to end this as soon as possible.
Fang Ling nodded, his right eye turning blood-red, flashing with a crimson glow.
The hexagram in his eye spun rapidly, unleashing a force that shattered space.
At the moment the space fractured, he seized the opportunity and leaped in.
Once they entered, the shattered space reassembled, as if nothing had ever happened.
…
In the Endless Void, Fang Ling and Lan Yan, who was clinging to his back, drifted aimlessly with the dark waves.
“So this is what the Endless Void looks like,” Lan Yan said, her eyes wide with curiosity as she looked around.
Although she was an immortal realm powerhouse, she was not versed in spatial arts and didn’t understand its mysteries.
Fang Ling, entering the Endless Void for the first time, was also curious.
But unlike Lan Yan, he couldn’t afford to be relaxed.
She only needed to cling to him, while Fang Ling had to constantly be on guard for any dangers around them.
A moment of carelessness, and even with his near-immortal body, he wouldn’t fare well.
In the Endless Void, light and darkness alternated with no discernible pattern.
Spatial fragments drifted around them, the sharpest objects in existence, capable of cutting through anything.
Some areas were like black holes, swallowing everything around them. If caught in one, who knew what would happen.
Fang Ling moved cautiously, as if walking on thin ice, each step a gamble with his life.
Suddenly, a spatial storm swept in.
A spatial storm was entirely different from a storm in the outside world.
As it approached, there was no sign of anything unusual; everything seemed normal.
Only upon contact would one realize, but by then, they would already be within the storm.
Fang Ling’s protective aura was like paper against the spatial storm, offering no defense.
In an instant, his robes were torn to shreds, and even the storage ring on his hand was dissolved by the storm.
In this critical moment, he decisively used his self-created supreme technique, Void!
With his body turned ethereal, even the spatial storm couldn’t harm him.
But inevitably, he and Lan Yan were separated.
Fortunately, they were both within the spatial storm and not too far apart.
He watched her silently, feeling a bit worried.
In his understanding, Lan Yan was a witchcraft practitioner, primarily cultivating her soul.
He thought her physical body might not be strong enough to withstand the spatial storm…
But he soon realized he was worrying for nothing. Although Lan Yan’s clothes were also torn by the storm, her body remained unharmed.
She glared at Fang Ling, her face flushed, “Worry about yourself! Why are you looking at me?”
“Once one becomes an immortal, the body becomes an immortal body. Even if I haven’t deliberately trained it, it’s not something you can compare to.”
“This spatial storm may be terrifying, but it can’t harm me.”
At this moment, all her coverings had been worn away by the spatial storm, her body fully exposed to Fang Ling.
In the alternating light and darkness, she looked like a perfect painting, impossible to look away from.
Fang Ling said nothing, turning his head away.
The spatial storm passed in a flash, and Lan Yan, disregarding any notions of propriety, immediately clung to Fang Ling’s back again, holding him tightly.
The two of them, now completely exposed, continued to drift in the Endless Void.
“How long have we been in here?” Fang Ling asked.
He had been keeping track of time, but he wasn’t a saint.
Distracted by admiring Lan Yan’s body, he had lost count.
“I don’t know,” Lan Yan mumbled softly, unable to remember either.
Fang Ling: “We’ll have to take a gamble then. I hope the distance is close to what I estimated…”
Time and space were closely related. Although he hadn’t reached a high realm, he had a vague sense.
After the time it takes to burn a stick of incense, Fang Ling’s Blood Eye once again displayed its power, shattering space.
A beam of light flashed, and the light from the outside world shone in.
Seizing the moment, Fang Ling leaped out from the fractured space.
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