After activating the teleportation ring, Li Shiming felt a white appear before his eyes, a pure white, devoid of any other colors.
He felt his body being violently pulled; if not for his robust physique, combined with the protective energy of the teleportation ring shielding his body, a weaker cultivator's body would have already collapsed.
He had no idea how long it had been; it could have been a second, a day, or even a year. In this purely white world, time lost its meaning.
Until he was squeezed out from the pure white world, his body unsteady, he collapsed onto a solid ground.
This was probably the most embarrassed he had been since ascending to a Great Cultivator.
Instinctively, he looked around, afraid of his embarrassment being seen by others.
Clearly, his worry was unnecessary; there was no one around. He stood at the foot of a towering mountain, white jade steps stretched out before him, leading up to the mountain peak.
