The closer they drew to that small opening, the more everyone felt the surrounding resistance grow stronger.
It was as if a pair of giant hands were pressing in from both sides, squeezing them tightly, crushing down until their five viscera and six bowels felt as if they were about to be forced out of their bodies, their blood surging chaotically through their veins! And this was still before they had even entered the small opening.
If they were to truly break through the boundary, they feared their bodies might explode on the spot. Even a Venerable knew the difficulty of this passage. She slowly exhaled a breath of clear qi, enveloping everyone within it.
Only after they had adapted did she stir up a whirlwind, instantly drawing everyone into the small opening. In the boundless, endless void, the cultivators suddenly lost all sensory perception, as though they were newborn infants opening their eyes for the first time to explore an infinite world—everything was mysterious, everything was unknown.