It felt like the Universe-Piercing Flying Shuttle had been waiting for Song Shuhang and the others to be chased by the gray Buddha statue, and take that opportunity to open a spatial gate and have them enter into it.
The chariot continued to roll all the way into the spatial channel.
The puppet maiden said, "Stabilize!"
Although the chariot had flipped over, this did not mean that she should just give up on stabilizing it.
"A spatial gate?" In the distance, the gray Buddha statue also saw this spatial door.
In the next moment, it forcefully endured the severe pain pulsating in its belly, and gave chase the fastest it had ever gone in its entire life—the spatial gate likely represented a passage out of this strange gray world.
It'd had enough of this gray world where it could not use its spatial abilities.
Ever since it got drawn into this gray world, it couldn't do anything other than blast the gray sea every day.
