It was too far from him.
"Brother Wushuang?"
Swish!
The pyramid sensed his and Huiqing's aura and flew over on its own.
Wu Zuo was the first to step out. Seeing that he and Huiqing were unharmed, he breathed a sigh of relief.
"Why did you stop here?"
"Sigh, don't mention it. Go take a look up ahead!" Wu Zuo sighed and pointed forward. "You'll understand once you see it."
Jian Wushuang's figure flickered and he arrived at the spot Wu Zuo indicated in an instant.
It was the barrier of the downstream spacetime. Passing through it would lead to the downstream.
He was just one step away from his home world.
But when he saw the barrier, he was stunned.
The barrier, originally condensed from spacetime, had turned black.
The Gate of Death?
Jian Wushuang immediately thought of a mystical phenomenon he had heard about.
A barrier representing death.
Passing through it would lead to demise.
