"Indeed, it's a space rift!"
Gazing at the massive rift straddling the sky, Qin Yang's pupils suddenly contracted, and he stood up abruptly.
In the Immortal Cultivation Realm, there are Immortal Warriors, Immortal Masters, Immortal Spirits, and Immortal Venerables, above whom are the immensely powerful Immortal Kings. Only they have the ability to tear open rifts; even Qin Yang in his previous life could hardly tear open a space rift.
At the rift's entrance, Qin Yang saw superpower users from various countries, using various methods, entering the rift one after another.
"The entrance to the Secret Realm is stable. Have Uncle Nangong and the others already gone in?"
Qin Yang's gaze sharpened.
At this moment, those superpower users from various countries had all entered, leaving only research warships on the sea from various nations.
"Let's go, Zilan, let's go inside and see what the situation is like on this Penglai Immortal Island."
Qin Yang's eyes flashed as he spoke.
