Chu he's eyes transcended space.
Through the layers of folded space, his vision was constantly distorted, and there was even the power of space tearing that followed the light in his eyes and acted on his mental power.
If Chu he's golden Dharma form had still been rank seven, it might have been more difficult.
However, it wasn't a big problem for him now. The twisting and tearing power couldn't shake him at all.
In fact, if he had not followed the power of space and twisted it, he could have stabbed it directly.
However, if he did that, he would probably break the membrane of the wormhole. Therefore, Chu he did not choose to use violence.
After a moment, he felt a sense of enlightenment. Chu he's vision came to an end.
This was a dusky land.
All sorts of shrill and ear-piercing cries rose and fell.
Chu he saw many insects on the ground.
They were densely packed and glowed in layers.
Just a corner of it was probably several billion.
