After a few seconds.
Yang Fan softly murmured, "It's about ti."
In his sight, a rapidly writhing shadow was hanging conspicuously amid the endless black sand.
This was a minor spatial rift.
He had been aware of this rift for so ti; this thing was extrely unstable, and even he wouldn't dare to recklessly pass through.
The Sea of Death Black Sand existed with countless spatial rifts, connecting to innurable civilization worlds.
According to Yang Fan's observations, these rifts fell into two categories.
The majority had their own rhythm, sotis stable, sotis unstable, unaffected by teorological conditions.
A very small remainder, not even one in a hundred thousand, were affected by celestial phenona.
This minor rift belonged to the latter category.
Yang Fan felt that encountering this particular rift was indeed a stroke of imnse luck.
When the sandstorm arrived, the writhing frequency of the rift increased at least tenfold.
He also sensed the incredibly frenzied spatial energy, roaring furiously within the rift.
At this mont, the energy level was at least thirty tis higher than normal.
Any Knight-level powerhouse, even a high rank knight, would et one fate upon entering—instant obliteration.
Half a month ago, Yang Fan absolutely wouldn't dare touch such a spatial rift.
But now it's different.
With a movent of his right hand, the Space Pearl appeared out of thin air.
Compared to the previous ti, this supre treasure had slightly increased in size.
Besides, there was another very conspicuous characteristic; faint patterns were vaguely seen on the stone-like surface.
It seed the supre treasure had undergone a considerable evolution.
"Buzz!"
The Space Pearl shuddered briefly.
Gentle ripples spread from the surface of the supre treasure.
Yang Fan took a deep breath and grasped the treasure in a throwing gesture.
A phantom sphere flashed from within the Space Pearl, swiftly traversing a few kiloters and directly diving into the rift.
The rift showed no changes.
Yang Fan quietly waited.
After a few seconds.
A mutation occurred.
The writhing speed of the rift suddenly accelerated.
Yang Fan decisively raised his right hand, making a "pulling" gesture.
The next mont.
The rift strangely extended a little, with the coloration of its central part deepening noticeably.
Yang Fan let out a dull groan, as two strands of crimson blood trickled from his nostrils.
This was the new ability of the Space Pearl—spatial distortion.
He had just used the power of the supre treasure to forcibly stretch the space a bit.
But not to elongate the rift, which would be suicidal, as the energy within the rift was terrifyingly potent.
He rely extended a point at the edge of the rift, then the rift energy rapidly rushed over there, objectively achieving the effect of rift expansion.
Despite just playing it on the edge, he still encountered a blow from spatial energy, causing slight damage to his spiritual power.
Yang Fan pressed on, within a span of one breath, he completed three spatial distortions in one go.
"Puff!"
He spat out a mouthful of old blood, his brain felt like it was about to split open.
The shape of the spatial rift underwent a dramatic change, originally showing a long arc, now it turned into a ring.
The center of the ring weirdly bulged, as if sothing was about to burst out.
Yang Fan glanced at it, the corners of his mouth curled into a smile, "My hypothesis is completely correct, the spatial rift can be transford into a 'Space Lens'."
"Boom!"
A sound like a phantom thunder roared.
The ring violently shook.
The space within tens of kiloters visibly contracted, as if being pulled towards the ring.
Yang Fan's expression changed, he activated the Shuttle Boat with the fastest speed, disappearing from the spot.
At the very instant he left.
"Boom!"
A thunderous explosion occurred.
This patch of space collapsed indeed.
At that mont.
The physical laws were altered.
Originally the ring was hanging hundreds of ters in the air, considered a "high point."
Now the rift collapsed, this place bizarrely beca a "low point."
A massive volu of sand, pulled by invisible forces, surged into the ring like a flood.
*
Canglan Star.
Shapudian, Lingquan Town.
The Canglan Eagle helicopter, which the Iron Fist Race had boarded, had crossed nearly 300 kiloters and had already landed.
Gabalabas, Gaba Muda, and twenty-one other Iron Fist warriors stood in a vast snowy field, waiting for nearly ten minutes.
Because the command headquarters issued an order, drones could take off, but any manned vehicles must remain on the ground.
The Iron Fist people had no objections; each of them understood how terrifying spatial impacts could be.
Even if the Great Xia People wanted them to fly into the sky, they likely wouldn't be willing.
At this mont.
Hundreds of extrely bright beams pierced the dark sky like arrows.
So beams weren't aid at the sky but shot toward the layers of mountains opposite Lingquan Town.
On old maps, this mountain range was called the "Gaogong Mountain Range."
On new maps, it was renad "Lianshan Mountain Range."
Anyone familiar with geography knew that the Lianshan Mountain Range ran north-south, marking one of the border mountains between Shapudian and Great Xia.
The presence of this mountain range significantly obstructed the transportation and logistics between the northwest regions of Shapudian and Great Xia.
Gabalabas glanced at the snow drifting in the night sky and muttered, "Wonder how much longer we'll wait."
Gaba Muda was focusing on another issue, "Do the Canglan Spirit Crows intend to drop the supplies transferred from the Sea of Death Black Sand onto that mountain region?"
This Iron Fist warrior pondered, "Is that convenient for transport?"
Just as the words left his mouth.
"Boom!"
A thunderous explosion sounded.
The Iron Fist people's expressions changed drastically.
At the next mont.
A stunning scene appeared; sowhere across tens of kiloters, the sky split open.
It truly split open.
With the naked eye, a black line could suddenly be seen in the sky.
The black line quivered, then continued expanding, rapidly morphing into a long black stripe.
Despite the distance, these Iron Fist people could sense the extrely terrifying energy contained within the black patch.
Gabalabas watched with shock on his face, "Iron Spirit above! Did the Canglan Spirit Crow truly tear open the space?"
As a high rank warrior, he knew so knowledge about space.
Under normal circumstances, when a spatial rift opens, ordinary superpower users cannot perceive it, at most seeing ripples caused by spatial disturbances.
Yet, a black line appeared just now.
This was a sign of powerful spatial energy abruptly squeezing space, creating phenona.
Just that was enough to prove how formidable the techniques of the Canglan Spirit Crow were.
Subsequently, the spatial rift began to expand, completely overturning Gabalabas's understanding.
It's said the Canglan Spirit Crow hadn't broken through the second barrier; is this sothing a re warrior can achieve?
At that mont.
The Iron Fist people witnessed an unimaginable scene.
Ripples visible to the naked eye, also containing extrely terrifying energy, suddenly erupted from the spatial fissure.
In an instant, the ripples swept across the silent mountains in the distance.
Tall peaks bizarrely vanished without a sound.
It was as if a deity with supre power had erased these peaks from the earth.
Gabalabas's pupils widened instantly.
He felt his soul trembling.
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