The surrounding seawater continuously poured towards the black hole but evaporated into water vapor when it reached the edge of the black hole.
Due to the extremely high temperature around the black hole, the air was distorted.
Covered by the rising mist around, it formed a strange sight of alternating black and white.
Li Fan piloted the Tai Yan Boat and, while hovering in the air, watched this scene. Suddenly, he was shrouded in endless fear.
Ten Thousand Immortals Island... had been obliterated?
Scenes from the past on Ten Thousand Immortals Island flashed quickly in his mind.
The square where countless cultivators passed by the towering statues, the grand buildings at the center of the island rumored to house Nascent Soul realm powerhouses...
All gone like this? Not even a speck of dust left.
What kind of power could achieve all this? The malevolence of the heavens?
Li Fan didn't know.
In the face of this highly impactful scene, Li Fan's mind was in chaos.
Cultivation, seeking immortality.
Li Fan's lifelong goal now seemed so laughable.
In the face of this sudden disaster, cultivators were now no different from ordinary people, like ants.
Once the fear settled in the heart, it was impossible to restrain.
"Escape! Escape from this cursed place!"
Li Fan's eyes turned red. He drove the Tai Yan Boat and desperately fled towards the western part of the Cong Yun Sea.
He wanted to escape to the land, far away from this hellish sea area.
And so, Li Fan flew for an unknown duration in a state of mental chaos.
"Boom!"
The Tai Yan Boat seemed to collide with something and was forced to a stop.
Fortunately, there was a protective array, preventing immediate destruction of the boat and harm to its occupant.
With the intense impact, Li Fan suffered some minor injuries but gradually calmed down.
He looked out of the Tai Yan Boat.
But there was nothing.
In the distance, there was a continuous coastline, not far from the mainland.
Li Fan manipulated the Tai Yan Boat, attempting to fly forward.
"Boom!"
Something was blocking Li Fan.
Li Fan tried to move in other directions, but it was the same.
An invisible barrier separated the Cong Yun Sea from the nearby mainland.
No entry, no exit.
Li Fan was dumbfounded.
He suddenly thought of a phrase.
"A frog in a well."
After a long time, Li Fan laughed.
He looked up at the sky.
How ruthless.
Then he became somewhat lost. Should he summon [Truth] and return to the initial anchor point?
Or should he look around some more?
Li Fan became somewhat helpless, losing his sense of direction.
He piloted the Tai Yan Boat, drifting above this sea of clouds.
He passed by Night Island, a place now like the rest, displaying a post-apocalyptic scene with no survivors.
He passed by Liuli Island.
The island defense array was shattered, and He Zhenghao was nowhere to be found. The island was strewn with corpses, devoid of any signs of life.
Flowing Cloud Island, Zhongqiu Island...
All turned into wastelands.
When he occasionally encountered a cultivator who survived like him, he found that they had all gone insane.
They treated Li Fan as if he were a ghost, screaming and fleeing upon seeing him.
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