Sixty quasi-saints crossed the star sea for half a month, and the leading Mu Tianjun finally stopped.
"Ahead is our destination, everyone follow me and don't fight for anything."
Mu Tianjun slowed down and led the way ahead.
Lin Chen followed in the crowd, moving forward while observing ahead.
The starry sky ahead seemed to be split open by a sharp blade, revealing a white crevice. This white crevice was particularly striking in the deep starry sky.
Four words flashed through Lin Chen's mind: Space Crevice!
Behind the space crevice is the land of opportunity?
Is that crevice a teleportation gate?
This white crevice just floated quietly in the universe, appearing quite eerie.
As they got closer, the space crevice in everyone's eyes gradually grew larger. Only when everyone stood before the space crevice did they realize that the seemingly small crevice was so enormous.
