Light and shadow flashed in the spatial layer. A pair of huge wings of light spread out behind Xia Pingan's back, and he soared freely in the spatial layer, avoiding one spatial turbulence after another. He was like a fairy in this space.
This spatial layer was chaotic and traceless, just like an endless Sea of Storms. When an ordinary person entered it, it would be like looking for a needle in the ocean, making it difficult to distinguish between East, West, South, and North. However, in reality, Xia Pingan realized that as long as he spread the light wings behind him, his sense of direction and distance in this spatial layer would rise to a new height. As long as it was a place in his mind that he wanted to go, his strong intuition and sense would let him know where to fly to reach his destination. He would not get lost at all.
