With a single step, Fu Xian entered the stone wall.
His surroundings blurred away.
All he could see was a grey expanse, like a world of stone.
His spiritual sense was even more supressed than it was a moment ago.
One step.
Ten steps.
Hundred steps.
Thousand steps.
Ten thousand steps…
Fu Xian walked deeper and deeper into the stone wall, a feeling of tightness emerging in his heart.
He continued unobstructed.
Moments later, he paused.
"If I continue any further, then my remaining spiritual power won't be enough to return," he looked quite shocked.
His vast spiritual power, recovering at a rapid speed usually, was actually in a state of slow recovery, even leading to his own spiritual power leaking out of his dantian.
"In the end, my spiritual power and cultivation arts are incompatible with earth escape…" he realised for the first time the stark difference.
