Seeing that all seventeen people had entered the Teleportation Array, Xu Fu flipped his hand to produce a Silver Token, rapidly muttering incantations; a layer of silver radiance illuminated the token.

"This token…" Yuan Ming's eyes shifted.

The token in Xu Fu's hand was very similar to his own Silver Token, whether in shape or material, and even the patterns engraved on the surface were alike. Only, Xu Fu's token seemed all show and no substance, lacking the ancient and mysterious aura of his token.

Xu Fu's finger made a false tap, and a beam of silver light shot out from the token, disappearing into the Ancient Transmission Array.

The light within the Array suddenly surged, engulfing everyone's line of sight, and the figures of Yuan Ming and the others vanished in a flash.

It was Yuan Ming's first time traveling such a long distance via a Teleportation Array; his body felt like it was plunging into a Bottomless Abyss, and currents of spatial distortion tugged at his body.

At that moment, the Silver Token inside Yuan Ming's Storage Ring suddenly stirred, starting to absorb something. The tearing forces around him abruptly intensified multiple times, threatening to grind him to pieces in the depths of the void.

Even with Yuan Ming's physical strength, it was hard to bear; his organs felt like they were being overturned, and blood trickled from the corner of his mouth.

The others were no different. Except for a few with sturdier bodies, they all vomited blood.

Inside the Void Temple of Fusang City, Xu Fu saw that the group had been successfully teleported away and breathed a sigh of relief.

However, at that moment, the eight silver Stone Pillars suddenly began to buzz with vibration, and the accumulated Space Power within them was instantly drained. The silver light in the Ancient Transmission Array became chaotic, threatening to collapse.

"How is this possible! The accumulated Space Power in the Array was enough for a round trip. How could it be insufficient for even one transfer!" Xu Fu's eyes widened incredulously as he exclaimed.

Near the Array, Jia Sifang's face also flashed a peculiar expression.

He made some minor adjustments to the Array per Ni Mu's instructions. Could those changes have caused the Array's loss of control?

If those Core Formation Stage cultivators died in the Void Turbulence, his and Ni Mu's plans would amount to nothing more than a wasted effort.

At that moment, Jia Sifang suddenly raised one hand and produced the Silver Command Flag, exerting all his strength to activate it, and a thick beam of silver light poured into the Array.

The others also reacted, quickly pulling out their Silver Command Flags in an attempt to stabilize the Array, but to little effect.

Xu Fu's eyelid twitched as he gritted his teeth, pulling out two fist-sized silver Crystal Balls and throwing them into the Teleportation Array.

The Crystal Balls, which looked like jade stones, instantly melted like liquid when they touched the Array, merging into it and calming the chaotic light.

Just a moment ago, Yuan Ming and the others were still experiencing nearly suffocating tearing from the Space Power. Suddenly, they all felt lighter, and then their surroundings blurred, and they found themselves inside an almost identical Stone Hall.

The group was weak at the knees; they all collapsed to the ground with pale faces, all except for Qing Tong, Xue Jiao, Hou Santong, and Golden Cloud Fairy who seemed unaffected.

Upon seeing this, Yuan Ming, while gasping for breath, felt something strange in his heart.

It made sense that Qing Tong and her companions, with their Demon Clan bloodline, had tougher bodies, far superior to ordinary people, but how did Golden Cloud Fairy seem completely fine?

"What just happened? It felt like we were about to be sucked into the Void Turbulence!" someone whispered.

Others nodded in agreement, still with fear in their eyes.

Golden Cloud Fairy's brows were tightly furrowed. She had used this Ancient Transmission Array to travel to the outer sea more than once and had never experienced what just happened.

Yuan Ming's thoughts also turned in that direction. Suddenly, he remembered something and immersed his Divine Sense into his Storage Ring.

Inside the ring, the Silver Token was radiating a bright silver glow, a stark contrast to its previous lifeless appearance.

"Sure enough, it's this damned token..."

Yuan Ming invoked his Mana and Divine Sense to probe the Silver Token. As the silver light on it flickered, the space within the ring trembled, showing signs of splitting open.

Yuan Ming quickly ceased his actions; the spirit light on the Silver Token faded, and the space inside the Storage Ring stabilized.

With so many people around, it wasn't convenient to investigate further, so he planned to examine it later.

The group took some time to recover their breath before they all gradually regained their composure.

"Rest up? Now, follow me," came a voice as a thin and tall man in his thirties stepped out from the corner of the hall.

Hearing this, Yuan Ming's heart skipped a beat.

As soon as he had regained consciousness before, he had habitually surveyed the Stone Hall. There had been no one else in the hall at that time; when had this thin man appeared? He had completely eluded Yuan Ming's Spiritual Sense!

The thin man was wearing a green scholar robe covered in grease stains as if it had not been laundered in years. His headband was carelessly placed upon his head, and he was fiddling with a bamboo fan, most of its ribs broken, presenting the image of a down-and-out scholar.

"Junior Master Luu," Golden Cloud Fairy greeted the disheveled scholar with respect, performing a formal bow.

"Elder Luu!" Daoist Qian Bao, Huan Ling Zi, and Tu Sheng also seemed to recognize the man, showing signs of reverence.

The others followed suit in greeting, and amidst low murmurs, Yuan Ming overheard someone mentioning phrases like "Great Elder Luu Changfeng of Fusang Island."

Yuan Ming, controlling his first soul, sent out his Divine Sense again, his eyes flickering.

Luu Changfeng was indeed a Nascent Soul Mid-Stage expert. His previous conjecture proved correct; Fusang Island's underlying strength was far greater than what most people saw on the surface.

"Follow me," said Luu Changfeng, waving his hand as if he disliked overly complicated formalities, and started walking toward the exit of the Stone Hall on his own.

The group hurried to keep up, and a long corridor appeared ahead, similar to the situation in the Void Temple of Fusang City.

Yuan Ming extended the Divine Sense of his first soul and quickly surveyed the surroundings of the Stone Hall.

This Teleportation Array was also within a pyramid structure similar to the Void Temple, with a winding corridor that was exactly the same. The only difference was the plaque outside the building, which read: True Sea Hall.

The group passed through several corridors and soon stepped outside.

A desolate island came into view, covered with grayish-white rocks and devoid of any grass or trees, let alone signs of human life. If not for the True Sea Hall standing in the center of the island, anyone would have taken it for an uninhabited, deserted island.

A tall stele stood not far from the True Sea Hall, inscribed with the words "Two-World Island" in large characters.

"Two-World Island... After passing this island, will I reach another world? The name is indeed interesting," Yuan Ming mused silently.

Two-World Island was not large; a few miles ahead lay a boundless sea, and an overwhelming aura rushed toward them.

The sky was dense with dark clouds and thunder rumbled, with thick bolts of lightning occasionally striking down, splashing up towering columns of water.

The sea was filled with monstrous waves, with some reaching thirty to forty feet high and visible everywhere, and the terrifying sound of their crashing was like the roaring of thousands of thunderclaps, making everyone's eardrums buzz.

It seemed that Two-World Island was protected by a barrier, which kept the giant waves at bay, as they loomed only in the distance. Whenever a wave approached the island, it would automatically dissipate.

"So this is the outer sea. As expected, the environment is harsh. I wonder what the actual Overseas World looks like?" Yuan Ming looked around, not showing much fear but rather full of interest.

However, not everyone had the courage of Yuan Ming; several Core Formation Cultivators who had never been to the outer sea were frightened by the scene before them, their faces turning somewhat pale.

"Is this the extent of the courage of young people these days? Scared silly already, heh," Luu Changfeng scoffed.

Flustered and ashamed, those few quickly composed themselves.

"That looks a bit more proper. Follow me; I'll take you to the entrance of the Secret Realm," Luu Changfeng said, then soared into the sky, transforming into a white light that shot into the distance.

The rest followed closely, quickly leaving Two-World Island behind.

While they stood on the island, the barrier had blocked everything; now that they had left Two-World Island, Yuan Ming and the others sensed that the spiritual energy of the outer sea was exceptionally dense, much richer than the Spirit Vein of Fusang Island, yet also very tempestuous.

If the spiritual energy of Fusang Island was like a docile sheep, then here it was like an enraged chimpanzee.

It was probably this abnormal tempestuousness of the spiritual energy that caused the cataclysmic scenes here; a tempestuous wind swept through, and they, being Core Formation Stage cultivators, felt like floating duckweeds in water, their tunneling lights easily blown off course if they were not careful.

"I used to hear that the environment of the outer sea is harsh and that even Core Formation Stage cultivators struggle to survive. I always thought it was an exaggeration, but it turns out to be true. Now, I truly admire those Demon Hunting Cultivators who dare to come to the outer sea," Wulu said to Yuan Ming, lowering his voice.

"This is just the border of the outer sea, close to the Overseas World; other areas of the outer sea should not be as dangerous," Yuan Ming said.

The group had a difficult journey, and after much hardship, they finally reached their destination—a large island that spanned a hundred miles.

Their journey over the past half-day was no easy feat. They experienced violent winds, thunderstorms, ghostly mists, and other natural disasters, and even encountered an attack by a group of third-level demon beasts.

The demon beasts of the outer sea were quite different from those Yuan Ming had encountered before. Each one had low spiritual intelligence but was fearless, bloodthirsty, and aggressive. Were it not for Luu Changfeng's protection, some of them might have already perished.

Exhausted, the group landed and immediately sought places to sit down and practice Breathing Control to restore their Mana.

Luu Changfeng did not stop them and simply instructed everyone to gather in half an hour.

Yuan Ming's Mana was also significantly depleted, so he found a flat rock to sit on.

The spiritual energy here in the outer sea was dense, but its turbulence made it difficult to refine and absorb, and much effort was needed for a modest harvest.

All in all, the efficiency of cultivation here was basically on par with that on Fusang Island.

Yuan Ming wasn't too concerned; he set up a protective barrier around himself and began Cultivating with the Nine Elements Technique.

This island was different from Two-World Island. It was lush green inside, with dense Wood Attribute Spiritual Energy, and Yuan Ming soon restored his Mana.

While others were still cultivating, Yuan Ming took out the silver Token from his Storage Ring.

With Luu Changfeng nearby, he didn't probe directly. Instead, he put the Token into the Stealing Heaven Tripod Space and then started infusing it with Mana and Divine Sense.

The silver Token had no barrier or runes on it, but as Mana and Divine Sense were infused, its silver radiance grew brighter.

When the silver light reached a certain intensity, it suddenly expanded, forming a square silver screen that covered the entire altar, creating the silver barrier that would usually only appear in an enclosed space.

Yuan Ming was inwardly delighted. Before, to expand this silver barrier, he had to first construct an enclosed environment, which was quite troublesome.

Now that he could activate the silver barrier at any time, it was much more convenient to use.

But the changes in the silver Token didn't stop there. Compared to before, the silver barrier was now much more solid, and the space within the barrier was completely isolated, as if it had indeed formed an independent space.

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