Investing in the Empress's junior sister, she broke through her defenses after comparison.

The outstretched hand, long and strong with distinct knuckles, hovered casually in mid-air, yet it carried an undeniable decisiveness.

Thor's heart skipped a beat. The awe that came from the depths of his soul made him feel no offense whatsoever. On the contrary, he felt that this was only natural.

Without the slightest hesitation, his aged body bowed again, and a brilliant golden light suddenly shone from between his brows.

The golden light detached from his forehead and transformed into a speck of light, within which seemed to contain the shifting of star charts and the changing of mountains and rivers. It was the complete map of that desolate land that he had barely managed to discover after spending tens of thousands of years.

"Young friend, please take a look!" Thor King held out his hands respectfully and sent out the speck of light.

This divine dust contains the pure will of a god-king. If an ordinary cultivator were to obtain it, it would be no less than obtaining an immense fortune. Just by comprehending the residual will within it, one could benefit immeasurably.

However, Ye Feng simply raised his eyelids lazily and flicked his finger.

"Whoosh!"

The golden dust didn't even get within three feet of him before it was drawn in by an invisible force and instantly disappeared into his brow.

It was all over in a single breath.

Thor King's prepared explanation of the dangers of this place was once again swallowed back.

He saw Ye Feng purse his lips listlessly after receiving the massive amount of information.

"After all that, it was hidden in such a remote corner."

Ye Feng shook the wine gourd, took a swig, and his voice was full of disgust.

"It's still a broken spatial crevice, it's really good at hiding."

A broken space between gaps?

Thor's eyelids twitched, and his mind went blank.

That is the most terrifying "chaotic vortex" in the depths of the labyrinth! It is a deadly place formed by the convergence and tearing of countless spatial turbulences! Legend has it that more than one god-king level being has mistakenly entered it, and before he could even let out a scream, he was annihilated, his body and soul destroyed!

In this young friend's words, it was just a... remote corner?

“Young friend, that chaotic vortex is no ordinary thing. The spatial laws within it are extremely disordered. Even in my prime, I…” Thor King was eager to explain the terror of that place.

"Alright, alright."

Ye Feng impatiently waved his hand to interrupt him, his expression as if he were shooing away a noisy fly.

He glanced sideways at Thor.

"Don't go to the wrong door later, that would be a real problem."

Thor was stunned by these words.

Is he... implying that I'm senile and will lead you astray?

Xiangling, standing in the distance, was completely numb. She covered her face, feeling that all her understanding of the strong that she had built up over the past ten thousand years had been shattered today by this drunken senior brother in front of her.

That was her father, the once mighty Lord of the Ten Thousand Thunder Holy Land, a god-king level being!

After realizing what had happened, Thor was not angry at all. Instead, he straightened his chest and felt an unprecedented sense of responsibility welling up in his heart.

"Don't worry, little friend!"

He patted his chest and solemnly guaranteed.

"Although this place has trapped me for ten thousand years, the location of that chaotic vortex has long been etched into my bones! There is absolutely no mistake!"

"This old man will now lead the way for you, young friend!"

After saying that, fearing that Ye Feng might change his mind or think he was too slow, he immediately turned around, a flash of lightning on his body, and respectfully made a "please" gesture.

Ye Feng yawned, put his wine gourd back on his back, and followed after him. His leisurely demeanor made him look more like he was going to visit a neighbor than to venture into some dangerous place.

Seeing this, Xiangling hurriedly ran after her father, her beautiful eyes filled with tension and curiosity.

The three of them, one in front and two behind, headed deeper into the maze.

The surrounding gray-black mist grew increasingly dense, and even began to contain faint, visible arcs of dark red electricity. These were mutated lightning bolts tainted with resentment and death energy; once touched, they would erode the soul and were extremely difficult to expel.