At the moment Lan Xiaobu dashed forward, a terrifying force of suction descended upon him, leaving him no chance to resist.
Even when he unleashed the Wind Manipulation Technique to its utmost limit, he flew toward the edge of the Cosmic Wall like a kite with its string cut.
Fortunately, this violent suction did not last long; it disappeared within two breaths.
Lan Xiaobu, due to this strong force combined with his own momentum, was propelled closer to the edge of the Cosmic Wall.
In that instant, his divine sense opened up again, allowing him to see several cracks at the edge of the Cosmic Wall.
The closest crack was barely three zhang away.
It was just wide enough for a person to pass through, but it started to slowly shrink the moment he spotted it.
Lan Xiaobu dared not hesitate any longer, fiercely channeling his true essence, he charged toward the narrowing crack like a cannonball.
Ripping sounds echoed as his clothes tore apart, but luckily his speed kept him from harm.
The moment he passed through the crack, his heart surged with joy; he would no longer be swept away by the depths beneath the Cosmic Wall.
If he were to be drawn in, he feared he would end up as nourishment for the Cosmic Wall.