As the guards leading the way bowed, Zhang Lie stepped into the wormhole.

A light breeze drifted toward him; it was nothing like a tempest, but it had frightening destructive ability on its own. To most hunters, that breeze would be like the scythe of a reaper.

Without the strength of a superior-grade lifeform, just touching that breeze would inflict serious damage. A weaker lifeform could be ripped apart, chopped into cubes by even the weaker spatial rends.

A thin layer of water appeared over Zhang Lie's body, blocking off the spatial rend that crept toward him.

Wormholes were known to be very dangerous. An idiot who chose to battle within a wormhole could easily destabilize it and let in a torrent of spatial rends, destroying...