Mortal Cultivation: Portable Space

The whole process was silent, as if an invisible sharp blade had cut through the handkerchief, but others couldn't see it.

Of course, in Wu Fan's eyes, he clearly saw a streak of light passing through that spot.

By this time, even the dumbest of them understood the meaning of Wu Fan's words, and they all widened their eyes, their faces filled with disbelief.

Those who were closer to the handkerchief hurriedly retreated.

"Brother Wu, you can actually see invisible rifts?"

The scene fell into silence for a moment, but soon, Gong Yugan exclaimed.

The others also quickly turned to look.

Among them, Madam Yan's expression was the most complex, with both joy of surviving a disaster and deep-seated fear, but most of all, gratitude, her beautiful eyes fixed on Wu Fan.

"It seems I can see them!"

Wu Fan smiled awkwardly, and after speaking euphemistically, he pointed his right hand forward, and the handkerchief turned into flames and burned, eventually turning into ashes and disappearing.

Upon confirmation, everyone was naturally surprised and delighted. For them, this was good news, as it would provide them with more security in the future.

Of course, some people would also feel jealousy. After all, as mentioned before, there aren't many spiritual eye techniques in this human realm that can see invisible rifts.

However, due to Wu Fan's strength, even those who wanted to ask for the technique didn't dare to open their mouths, let alone try to snatch it.

"Thank you, Fellow Daoist Wu, for saving my life. I have nothing to repay you with. If you need anything in the future, please don't hesitate to ask. I will definitely assist you at the cost of my life!"

Madam Yan, who was not good at talking, spoke more this time, and her expression was extremely sincere, solemnly bowing to Wu Fan.

"Fairy, you don't need to be so polite. It was just a matter of convenience, don't take it to heart. Alright, there are no more invisible rifts nearby, let's set off."

Wu Fan didn't like these polite clichés, as long as this woman remembered his favor, so he replied simply and took the lead in flying forward.

Madam Yan was obviously stunned by this, took a deep look at Wu Fan's back, and followed silently.

The others looked at each other, and finally smiled wryly, and followed closely.

"It's really strange, I didn't feel any instability in the space here, how could there be mobile spatial rifts!"

During the flight, Xiahou Jian frowned and muttered to himself.

"It's not strange. According to what I know from checking the classics, these mobile rifts first appeared in the central region. That was the site of the great battle back then. I don't know who destroyed the space with great power, causing the space to become unstable and creating the rifts."

"But you must know that space has the ability to repair itself. In addition, as the long years have passed, the damaged space in the central region has instead spread to the surrounding areas, merging and reorganizing with the intact space."

"This is why the spatial rifts in the central region are becoming fewer and fewer, while they are appearing in the more distant areas of the southern and northern regions. In my opinion, in a few thousand years, this Dragonfall Valley should return to normal, and there will be no more spatial rifts."

Huangfu Sheng obviously heard Xiahou Jian's muttering, and explained without turning his head while flying with his hands behind his back.

"I see! Then, according to Fellow Daoist Huangfu, doesn't that mean there is no safe place in this southern and northern region?"

Xiahou Jian suddenly understood and nodded, but the next moment, he frowned and asked.

"Based on what happened just now, that should be the case, so we must be careful on this trip and not be careless. But fortunately, we have Fellow Daoist Wu with us this time. As long as we follow him closely, safety is still guaranteed."

Huangfu Sheng initially looked solemn, but after glancing at Wu Fan in front, he smiled again.

"Yes, that's right."

Xiahou Jian also nodded with a smile, and his body couldn't help but lean towards Wu Fan.

Although the two's conversation was very quiet, it was still heard clearly by the people nearby, and even the Golden Core stage cultivators of several sects hurriedly leaned over.

Wu Fan naturally saw everyone's actions, but he didn't say anything. He was still as cautious as ever, constantly observing his surroundings.

However, through what happened just now, he found that although the Heavenly Demon Eyes had the ability to see invisible rifts, they had to be fully activated, otherwise there was a possibility of missing them, just like he almost missed one just now.

But constantly using this divine power at full strength, even for him, would be a bit too much in the long run, because this divine power consumes a lot of true essence and mana.

But there was no way, for the sake of safety, he had to persevere. This was not for others, but entirely out of concern for his own safety.

In this way, during the flight, he chatted with everyone while being vigilant about his surroundings, and took a recovery pill every half day.

Finally, after five long days of travel, everyone arrived at their destination without any major incidents.

Along the way, they encountered almost no major dangers, which was not only because they had a safe route, but also because of Wu Fan's help.

That's right, with the help of the Heavenly Demon Eyes, they had seen dozens of invisible rifts in the past five days, but they had all avoided them in advance, and there were no casualties.

As for some of the blocking monsters, the Nascent Soul stage cultivators hardly had to take action, and they were jointly eliminated by the disciples of the various sects.

At this moment, a mighty group of six or seven thousand people stopped in a mountain range, but there was nothing unusual in front of them, and the surrounding scenery was no different.

This inevitably made thousands of disciples puzzled, and whispers spread, probably saying whether they had come to the wrong place, or some words about being deceived.

Only a few Nascent Soul stage cultivators looked calm and kept staring ahead.

"Fellow Daoist Gongyu, as a formation master, can you see if the illusion formation in front has the ability to attack?"

At this time, Huangfu Sheng turned to look at Wu Fan, but after thinking about it, he looked at Gong Yugan and asked.

"Don't worry, it's just a restriction that makes people have illusions, there is no danger, there is nothing to see, if there is danger, those juniors would have died long ago."

Gong Yugan said with a confident look, pursing his lips.

As soon as these words came out, everyone subconsciously turned their eyes to Wu Fan again. Seeing that the other party just smiled and didn't refute, everyone was relieved.

Because everyone knew that Wu Fan was also a formation master, and it was rumored that he was no less than Old Lu, and even surpassed him. Such a person was not comparable to Gong Yugan.

As long as Wu Fan didn't refute, it proved that there was indeed no danger.

"Haha, that's true, then let's go in!"

Huangfu Sheng nodded with a smile, and said that he got up and flew forward.

Hearing this, thousands of disciples in the rear followed closely.

However, Wu Fan in front did not follow immediately, but carefully and meticulously scanned the mountain range.

Based on his experience, there should have been an illusion formation in this mountain range at first, but he didn't know why it was gone, leaving only a few traces.

However, it should be that the years were too long, and the great formation had collapsed on its own.