Chapter 3984
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It's the edge of the floating island.
Or it's another vast continent.
Even Lan Xiaoze and Lan Chuxi, who created the floating island, don't know about this.
Because no one has ever reached the edge of the floating island.
Even if it's a Profound Immortal powerhouse, if they want to explore the edge of the floating island, they will fall into an endless flight.
The mountains, deserts, and seas surrounding the floating island are so vast, so distant, that people will never be able to touch the end.
The edge of the floating island, for most of the cultivators on the island, is an eternal mystery.
But most of them obviously don't include Di Ming Jue.
He doesn't even need to deliberately explore, he only needs to release his divine sense to know what the edge of the floating island is.
It's a passageway with layers of spatial barriers.
As long as you get close, you'll be confused by the folded space, thinking that you've been flying on the sea.
But you won't realize that you've actually reached the edge of the island.
These barriers wrap up the entire floating island, isolating it from the world, and forming a protection.
So that the people on the island won't fall from the edge because of some accident, and eventually be torn apart by the space-time crack.
This is the recognition and gift of the Heavenly Dao to this refuge world created by Lan Xiaoze.
Bystanders can't find such barriers, but Di Ming Jue's eyes can see them clearly.
At this time, he's searching inch by inch along the barrier to the north of the Bohai Sea.
Di Ming Jue's injuries are extremely serious.
When he passed through the spatial barrier passage through the Qiankun Mirror, he was torn apart by the space-time power. Right now, his whole body is burning hot, and even his thoughts have become chaotic and unclear.
In the depths of his soul, there seems to be something struggling, clamoring to rush out.
Di Ming Jue doesn't know how long he's been searching, whether it's from dawn to dusk, or from dusk to dawn.
His divine sense is clearly so powerful, covering every inch of the seabed and sea surface, but he hasn't found any trace.
The remorse and pain in his heart deepens little by little as time goes by.
Wherever his divine sense goes, even an ant can be detected, but he can't find any trace of Mu Yan.
Does that mean that Mu Yan has already …
Di Ming Jue doesn't dare to think of such an ending.
Just when he's almost in despair, he finds an isolated island in the Bohai Sea.
It was an extremely small and inconspicuous island.
The surroundings were bare except for a sparse patch of [Ironleaf Wood] in the center of the island.
[Ironleaf Wood] was a very common spirit plant on the Floating Island and the Cultivation Continent.
Other than being hard, it didn't have any other effect.
Previously, Di Ming Jue's Divine Sense had swept over this place several times, but he hadn't detected anything unusual, so he had swept past.
But when he swept his gaze over the island again, his movements paused.
There were a few sea beasts lying on the sand and rocks around the small island.
This was a very common thing.
Sea beasts would naturally choose to rest on small islands.
However, the strange thing was that there were simply too many sea beasts on this island.
Moreover, every single one of them was of an extremely high level, and their bodies were emitting powerful spiritual fluctuations.
It seemed to be coveting something.
But on a small isolated island, there was only the [Ironleaf Wood], an ordinary spirit plant that didn't bear fruit.
What could the sea beasts covet?
Di Ming Jue withdrew his thoughts and the divine power within his body surged. In the blink of an eye, he had already arrived on the isolated island.
The roaring sea beasts surrounding the Ironfir Forest feel Di Ming Jue's aura.
He was immediately frightened into silence.
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