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Just as the bow of the ship was about to touch the rainbow-colored light—

Shen Mo's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and he pointed his finger like a sword at the seemingly most chaotic seven-colored light band at the edge of the crack, and pointed it in mid-air!

"Buzz—"

A strange buzzing sound did not originate from the outside world, but rather rang out directly within everyone's consciousness. The Myriad Laws Source Pearl shone brightly, and a mysterious and unpredictable fluctuation rippled out from Shen Mo's fingertips, gently brushing against the seven-colored light.

The next moment, a miracle happened.

The seemingly violent and chaotic band of seven-colored light, capable of tearing everything apart, paused slightly at the line that Shen Mo pointed at, like a tamed wild beast. Then it "separated" to both sides, creating a tiny "gap" just big enough for the "Black Sturgeon" to pass through!

Beyond the crevice lay only the bottomless darkness, but the raging spatial turbulence had strangely subsided!

Like a nimble fish, the "Black Sturgeon" narrowly escaped through the "gap," brushing against the deadly, iridescent edge.

The ship jolted, as if it had passed through a film of icy water. The scene before us suddenly changed!

The gray fog disappeared, the deathly still sea disappeared, and the suffocating pressure disappeared as well.

In its place lies a bizarre and indescribable world!

The sky was broken, covered with spiderweb-like cracks flowing with various colored halos, like a shattered glass dome.

The ocean is "frozen," with seawater exhibiting a strange, translucent, gelatinous appearance. It ripples slightly, yet no sound of waves can be heard.

In the distance, huge, mountain-like icebergs were slowly "floating," but they were upside down, with their tips pointing downwards.

Further away, the outline of land could be vaguely seen, but the land was twisted, like a melting candle, displaying geometric shapes that defied common sense.

The air was filled with colorful, aurora-like bands of light, breathtakingly beautiful, yet emanating a terrifying, chaotic spatial fluctuation.

There is no concept of up, down, left, or right here; gravity seems to have lost its effect. Seawater can flow backward, and boulders float in mid-air. Silence, deathly silence, not even the sound of wind.

Only the light flowing through the cracks in the sky and the distorted scenery in the distance silently tell of the eeriness and...unrealism of this place.

The "Black Sturgeon" floated silently on the gelatinous sea, its protective shields flickering and emitting a soft hissing sound, as if resisting the omnipresent, distorted forces of law here.

Everyone was stunned, including the experienced old sea dog, whose mouth gaped open, his single eye filled with disbelief, shock, and fear.

"Where...where is this? Have we...passed through a spatial rift?" Shi Tie's voice was hoarse, and the knuckles of his hand gripping the giant axe were white.

Zhao Qingyan's face turned pale, and the pointer of the "Focus Compass" in her hand spun wildly. Finally, with a "pop," a wisp of blue smoke appeared, and it actually... burned out!

Su Xiao's figure solidified, and her cold eyes were filled with solemnity. She felt that her shadow magic was greatly suppressed here, as if the connection with the shadows had become extremely difficult.

Li Xiaocao quietly opened her eyes, and upon seeing the scene before her, her mouth gaped open, completely losing her ability to speak.

Shen Mo slowly withdrew his finger, his face slightly pale. That seemingly casual flick of his finger had actually used the power of the Myriad Laws Source Pearl to forcibly interfere with and guide the turbulent currents at the edge of the spatial rift for a moment, which had taken a considerable toll on him.

He gazed at this bizarre and desolate world, feeling the chaotic spatial laws that filled it and an indescribable Daoist charm of "annihilation" that seemed to be the end of all things. Instead of fear, he felt an indescribable tremor in his heart.

He looked down at the beast bone map he had been clutching tightly in his hand. On the map, the vortex mark representing "Return to the Void" seemed to be slightly warm at this moment, resonating with some mysterious entity deep within this world.

"Here..." Shen Mo spoke slowly, his voice sounding exceptionally clear and heavy in the absolute silence.

"It's the core of the desolate sea, the source of the spatial rift, or rather..."

"...the outer perimeter of the Ruins of Return."

The solidified, gelatinous sea surface, the inverted glaciers, the twisted land, the cracks in the sky that flow with iridescent light, and the omnipresent, heart-palpitating Daoist aura of "annihilation"... all of this challenged the limits of cognition for everyone on the "Black Sturgeon".

This place seems to be a wound in the world, a remnant left after the collapse of the laws, an absolutely "abnormal" place where even time is distorted and meaning is dissolved.

"Guixu...it really is Guixu..." Zhao Qingyan murmured absentmindedly, the broken "Void-Fixing Compass" in her hand hanging limply.

As a formation master, she was most sensitive to space and energy. At this moment, she felt dizzy and her spiritual energy flowed extremely slowly, as if countless invisible and chaotic "lines" were pulling and interfering with her cultivation meridians.

The "Tao" here is completely different from the outside world, and even conflicts with it.

"Damn it... this place makes me dizzy just looking at it, and I feel uncomfortable all over!" Shi Tie cursed in a gruff voice. He was physically strong and had vigorous blood and energy, so he had the strongest aversion to this kind of "abnormal" environment. He felt a tightness in his chest, as if a large stone was pressing down on him, and even swinging his axe felt heavier and more difficult than usual.

Li Xiaocao's face was deathly pale as she gripped the gunwale tightly, her knuckles turning white.

The "annihilation" Daoist aura in the air made this alchemist, whose foundation was vitality and creation, feel instinctively uncomfortable and fearful, as if the vitality in her body was being "diluted" and "eroded" invisibly.

She quickly swallowed a few more "Pulse-Strengthening Pills" and "Spirit-Nourishing Ointment" before she felt a little better.

Su Xiao's figure became increasingly solid, no longer deliberately blending into the shadows, because the shadows here all appeared distorted and unstable.

Her cool eyes scanned her surroundings warily, especially the seemingly still cracks in the sky that actually reflected constantly shifting light and shadow, and the massive, slowly moving shadows faintly visible beneath the gelatinous sea.

Her intuition told her that this seemingly "dead" area was far more dangerous than the surrounding gray fog and monsters.

The old sea lion's one eye widened, its Adam's apple bobbing, before finally uttering a dry sigh filled with awe and fear: "Good heavens... the taboo passed down through generations is actually true... deep in the desolate sea, there really is such a hellish place... This is no longer the human world, it's clearly..."

He didn't dare to continue, as if afraid of offending some unseen being.

Shen Mo ignored the shock and discomfort of the crowd. His mind was currently immersed in a strange state.

Within the sea of ​​consciousness, the Pearl of Myriad Laws was more "active" than ever before, but the clear light it emitted was no longer merely protective and nourishing; it also carried a strong, almost "jubilant" and "exploratory" fluctuation.

It's like a wanderer who has left home, finally smelling the familiar yet strange scent of his hometown, eagerly wanting to resonate with something.

The beast bone map that Shen Mo was holding tightly in his hand also became slightly warm at this moment. It wasn't physical heat, but a kind of "warmth" that penetrated straight into the soul and carried the guidance of vicissitudes.

The vortex marker on the map, representing "Return to the Void," seems to be sending a faint, intermittent "call" to something deeper and more central in the depths of this world.