Ka.
Yu Hong stretched out his hand and turned slightly.
Under the stimulation of his cultivation base, the safe room gently shifted its direction, flying softly toward the silver-gray building connected to the colossal stone pillar.
“Good thing Quan He Yi Yi and the others weren’t here, or else...” Yu Hong’s heart was still filled with lingering fear.
After all, he possessed the traits of an Ancient God’s Body, naturally giving him high resistance to time and space fluctuations.
And yet, just moments ago, he nearly failed to withstand the temporal turbulence and suffered injuries.
If it were anyone else, they would have been torn apart into dust by those chaotic time currents long before reaching this point.
No wonder Agris couldn’t keep exploring deeper.
Yu Hong opened the map and looked at the green glowing dot representing Heihei Ling.
They had already reached the very end of the wind disaster area—a place deepest within the wind disaster map, also the farthest point from the central cosmic cluster.
Beyond this point, there was nothing.
Not because the wind disaster ended here, but because Agris was unable to continue exploring further regions.