"Indeed, it's a space rift!"

Gazing at the massive rift straddling the sky, Qin Yang's pupils suddenly contracted, and he stood up abruptly.

In the Immortal Cultivation Realm, there are Immortal Warriors, Immortal Masters, Immortal Spirits, and Immortal Venerables, above whom are the immensely powerful Immortal Kings. Only they have the ability to tear open rifts; even Qin Yang in his previous life could hardly tear open a space rift.

At the rift's entrance, Qin Yang saw superpower users from various countries, using various methods, entering the rift one after another.

"The entrance to the Secret Realm is stable. Have Uncle Nangong and the others already gone in?"

Qin Yang's gaze sharpened.

At this moment, those superpower users from various countries had all entered, leaving only research warships on the sea from various nations.

"Let's go, Zilan, let's go inside and see what the situation is like on this Penglai Immortal Island."

Qin Yang's eyes flashed as he spoke.

Screech~!

The Flying Thunder Eagle let out a clear cry and then flew towards the rift in the void.

Swish!

Qin Yang, Zilan, and the Flying Thunder Eagle beneath them flashed and disappeared into the void rift.

Buzz~!

A dizziness surged in Qin Yang's mind, and his eyes slowly opened, clearing the world before him.

Tall, verdant trees appeared in front of Qin Yang's eyes.

These trees stood a hundred meters high off the ground, their crowns lush with branches and leaves, veiled in a faint mist, with low shrubs a few meters above the ground.

Between the trees were emerald green grass and beautiful wildflowers, depicting a scene of an otherworldly paradise.

In the mountains and forests, the sound of rushing waterfalls and the roars of demon beasts came from afar, shaking the heart indescribably.

"Such dense Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi."

The dizziness faded, Qin Yang took a light breath of the air here, feeling a sense of comfort throughout his body, his heart shaken.

The concentration of Spiritual Qi here is ten times denser than at his Feipu Manor.

"Where are Zilan and the Flying Thunder Eagle?"

Qin Yang's gaze shifted, noticing that Zilan and the Flying Thunder Eagle were not beside him, his face immediately darkening.

"It seems they were teleported to different locations upon entering this space."

Qin Yang's eyes flickered with light, harboring considerable concern for Zilan, whose abilities were not strong in this unknown danger.

Buzz~!

A surge of Divine Sense emanated from between Qin Yang's eyebrows, sweeping around his vicinity.

However, in the next instant, Qin Yang's face turned somber again.

Originally, on Earth, his Divine Sense could spread over a range of five kilometers, but here, it could only cover five hundred meters.

Moreover, for some stealthy crawling demon beasts, his Divine Sense could only faintly sense some of them.

"My Divine Sense is being suppressed tenfold."

Qin Yang's face looked unpleasant, and within this five hundred meter range, he did not find Zilan.

"I must find Zilan as soon as possible, no matter what!"

Qin Yang resolved resolutely in his heart.

Immediately, Qin Yang looked into the sky. Only by standing high can one see far; at the very least, he needed a general view of his location, and most importantly, to see if he could find Zilan.

Boom~!

Spiritual Power surged beneath Qin Yang's feet; then, with a push, he propelled himself into the sky.

However, as Qin Yang's figure just reached about sixty meters above the ground, an overwhelming spatial pressure surged toward him, causing his face to flush red instantly.

"Go, go, go!"

Gritting his teeth, Qin Yang's eyes flashed with a fierce light.

Boom!

Qin Yang activated the Nine Revolutions Star Technique, causing powerful Spiritual Power to erupt from within his Dantian, and stepping on the void, he surged higher.

However, as the spatial pressure grew stronger, Qin Yang's figure could hardly ascend beyond seventy meters above the ground.

Thud!

Qin Yang's figure had to descend from the air, suspending mid-air, struggling against the spatial pressure, consuming a lot of Spiritual Power.

"Not only is my Divine Sense suppressed, but the space here is also greatly suppressed; I can only reach about sixty to seventy meters above the ground before it's very difficult to ascend further."

Qin Yang's face was rather gloomy; had he not already advanced to the Late Stage Immortal Master Realm, he might not even reach sixty to seventy meters.

However, this sixty to seventy meters height was of little use as the surrounding trees exceeding a hundred meters were not few.

Scanning the surroundings with his gaze, Qin Yang locked onto the tallest, sturdiest tree, its towering form reaching straight up, its branches numerous, its leaves a lush green.

"You'll do."

Having locked onto that tree, Qin Yang approached it, Spiritual Power flowing into his hand as he grasped the trunk, quickly climbing upward along it.

Thud!

After climbing to seventy-eight meters, Qin Yang's toe touched the trunk, and he steadily landed on a branch.

Swish!

With a light push from his toes on the branch, Qin Yang leaped to a higher branch, and although he still felt some spatial pressure, he did not use much Spiritual Power, thus the pressure was lesser.

After a few consecutive leaps, Qin Yang reached the middle of the tree's crown, about a hundred meters above the ground, while the tree's apex stood about a hundred and thirty meters high.

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh~!

While Qin Yang leapt up the branches, a faint rustling sound emerged from the emerald green leaves.

Amidst the verdant foliage, an emerald green snake with a triangular head and one-meter length fixed its icy gaze on Qin Yang.

Whiz!

As Qin Yang landed on a nearby branch, the emerald green snake darted at him like an arrow, its sharp fangs clear as it aimed for Qin Yang's neck.

"Die!"

Qin Yang's face turned cold, focusing his Heart and Spirit, he instantly formed a Wind Blade Technique and slashed at the emerald snake.

Swish!

The emerald snake twisted its body, dodging the Wind Blade Technique.

"Hmph."

Qin Yang's face darkened slightly, and subsequent to that, he formed dozens of Wind Blades in the void.

Under the onslaught of dozens of Wind Blades, the emerald green poison snake couldn't evade, its body instantly cut into several segments, blood spilling down.

However, the snakehead was only three meters from Qin Yang, and even as it died, it spewed a stream of black venom from its mouth, shooting towards Qin Yang like a poisoned arrow.

Qin Yang's feet pressed on the branch, springing to another branch.

Sizzle sizzle sizzle!

The black venom corroded the hard trunk, burning a hole, and the venom that dripped down blackened the surrounding bark.

"The venom of such a small snake here is actually this potent."

Seeing this, Qin Yang's expression changed slightly. He then proceeded with more caution, unlike his previous reckless jumps upward, leaving some attention on his surroundings.

Indeed, as he ascended to the tree's top, he faced attacks from four to five emerald green poison snakes simultaneously.

Though these attacks did not harm Qin Yang, they cautioned him to remain vigilant, as danger could emerge unexpectedly!

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