Glug... glug...
The noise, akin to the sound of water, echoed around Yu Hong.
He stood quietly within the Black Black Spirit, looking out through the circular window.
Outside was a vast gray-white expanse.
In the instant they entered the vortex's core, the previous golden hue vanished, replaced by a pure gray-white resembling mist.
Within that gray-white, faint glimmers of light illuminated everything.
He could feel that the ship was still sailing forward, yet he couldn't sense any change in speed or movement.
"This should be the true core... Wuji Heavenly Venerate wasn't lying; he indeed saw it."
Yu Hong's expression was calm, maintaining intense vigilance in his heart.
While the golden ocean was relatively safe, he hadn't forgotten the terrifying dangers encountered in the Forgotten Belt.
Compared to the bizarre calamities before the Source Disaster, the troubles in the core area were even more unpredictable.
