Whoosh!
Adam's figure swiftly passed through the group of spirit constructs.
He made it through safely.
Adam turned to glance behind him.
The teleportation magic array was getting farther and farther away.
He felt a little worried, yet also extremely curious.
What exactly did the Shadow God intend to do?
After flying forward continuously for more than three hours, Adam could no longer remember the route back when the Shadow God's voice finally sounded in his ears.
"That's enough. Stop."
Adam immediately stopped flying, slowing down until he came to a complete halt.
Fang Heng, attached to Adam's body, looked around again.
After flying for over three hours, the scenery in all directions of the spiritual space had not changed at all. It was as if they were inside a high layer of clouds. The mist interfered with perception, and the ground below was as smooth as a mirror.
There were no reference points at all—it was no wonder one could easily get lost here.
