Eternal Life: My Talents Can Refresh

"When we meet Senior Brother He, I will report this matter to him.

The Demon Alliance has many schemes and tricks, we indeed need to be more vigilant."

While a few people were conversing, cultivators from all three alliances began to arrive one after another.

So, they decided it was not appropriate to continue discussing this topic.

After a while, more than thirty people had already gathered here.

Even the Jiuhua Sect had seven or eight people present.

The Celestial Extreme Alliance had gathered more than ten people.

At this moment, the Golden Core Late Stage cultivator from the Celestial Extreme Alliance had already been in the white mist for quite some time.

Within the Celestial Extreme Alliance, after exchanging glances, another Golden Core Late Stage cultivator flew towards the white mist at the mountaintop.

This time, the other cultivators from the Celestial Extreme Alliance didn’t wait but quickly followed behind the Golden Core Late Stage cultivator.

On the other side, a cultivator from the Demon Alliance, also led by a Golden Core Late Stage cultivator, took to flying in the other direction.

Upon seeing this, Yuan Zhuo glanced at the group of seven, including Chu Ning.

"It seems the spatial rift here is indeed an evident spatial rift. Let’s go.

I will use Divine Sense to carefully explore. Fellow Daoists, please stay close.

However, sometimes the spatial rifts may change, so be sure to extend your Spiritual Sense and be cautious."

Having said this, Yuan Zhuo was the first to fly upward, and Chu Ning and the others followed suit one after another.

Among the eight, they faintly split into two groups as they flew.

Chu Ning’s foursome was at the front for a while, with two other sect cultivators gathering together behind.

Among them, there was also a Golden Core Late Stage cultivator.

Yuan Zhuo and Jia Yumin were at the forefront side by side, while Chu Ning and Shi Rongxue each followed their fellow sect members.

They flew up to the white mist at the mountaintop, where Chu Ning now had a deeper sensation.

"My previous perception wasn’t mistaken; this white mist is indeed formed by dense Spiritual Qi.

The density of this Spiritual Qi is surprisingly intense, to the point that it obscures our vision."

Filled with emotion, Chu Ning rapidly extended his Divine Sense to perceive forward.

His heart slightly tensed.

"Spatial Rift!"

Within the range of his Spiritual Sense, about fourteen or fifteen feet ahead, there was an invisible rift.

Like a giant beast’s mouth, waiting to devour someone.

As soon as his Spiritual Sense touched it, it seemed as if it would be swallowed directly.

It was Chu Ning’s first encounter with a spatial rift, and he couldn’t help but feel slightly horrified.

Yuan Zhuo had evidently sensed it too, and said in a deep voice:

"There is a spatial rift here. Let’s take a slightly longer route."

Upon his words, among the group, only the Golden Core Late Stage cultivator at the back showed a sign of agreement, while the others, including Jia Yumin, were a bit puzzled.

Clearly, their Spiritual Senses weren’t sufficient to discern the spatial rift beyond ten feet away.

Immediately, Yuan Zhuo started exploring along the edge of the white mist.

After walking about thirty feet towards the west, Yuan Zhuo then led the group into the white mist.

Their vision was hindered, and their Spiritual Sense was restricted.

As soon as they entered the white mist, everyone felt a moment of discomfort.

Feeling the agitation among the group, Yuan Zhuo quickly spoke up:

"Fellow Daoists, don’t panic. This area has many spatial rifts, distributed extremely irregularly. Everyone, stay fully alert."

As Yuan Zhuo spoke, Chu Ning’s Spiritual Sense was also scanning the surroundings, and his expression slightly changed.

Within twenty feet around them, there were three spatial rifts.

The distance between the two spatial rifts at the front was only four feet, just enough for everyone to pass through.

Yuan Zhuo briefly explained the situation, and the group immediately became fully alert, following Yuan Zhuo slowly forward.

Chu Ning also felt a bit emotional at this moment.

"The short-haired man of surname Yu really seems to be unlucky,

his Spirit Bird likely flew out for hundreds of feet and didn’t encounter a spatial rift.

If that Spirit Bird had not returned, he would know there’s danger."

Yet, upon further thought, the other party was somewhat careless. If the Spirit Bird was allowed to keep flying, even over this mountain range, there’s a high chance it would have discovered something.

Even though there are many spatial rifts here, with the group flying at an extremely slow pace, and relying on the Spiritual Sense of the two Golden Core Late Stage cultivators, they could safely avoid them.

Carefully advancing, they managed to cover about two hundred feet.

The spatial rifts increased in number, with one point Yuan Zhuo explored showing no spatial rift.

However, just as they were about to pass, a spatial rift suddenly appeared three feet away.

Even Yuan Zhuo broke out in a cold sweat and quickly diverted to take another route.

Realizing that these spatial rifts weren’t stable and new ones could appear at any moment, everyone internally found it greatly frustrating.

But an arrow that’s been shot cannot be retrieved; they were already deep in the white mist.

Even retreating was too late, so they could only proceed carefully, continuing slowly.

Advancing less than another hundred feet.

"Watch out!"

Just then, the Golden Core Late Stage cultivator among the four at the back suddenly called out.

Chu Ning was instantly alert.

"Ah!"

Immediately following, a tragic scream suddenly echoed.

Turning back quickly, Chu Ning and the others saw, in the spot they had just passed, a small spatial rift less than two feet long had appeared.