Chapter 1118: Within Ancient Dream Mountain (2)
Saint Realm passage. Wu Yuan followed the hazy spacetime fluctuations, his surroundings a blur.
He felt as if he were being swept along, swiftly leaving the bounds of the Saint Realm and advancing towards the unknown depths of the cosmic sea.
It’s identical to the spacetime passage I took when I came to the Saint Realm. Wu Yuan thought to himself. Through the Saint Realm's spacetime passage, it should take about ten years to reach Ancient Dream Mountain.
The cosmic sea was vast and boundless. Roaming the cosmic sea without external aid was far too difficult. For instance, flying from the universe to the Taiyuan Saint Realm would take Wu Yuan at least a million years, and he would encounter countless dangers along the way.
But with the Saint Realm's essence as a guide, and following the Saint Realm passage, it would only take a hundred years. Similarly, traveling from the Saint Realm to Ancient Dream Mountain would only take ten years. If he relied on his power alone? It would take Wu Yuan tens of thousands of years to get there at least, and he might well die en route.
The cosmic sea is endless. The vast majority of regions are utterly barren. Wu Yuan mused. Only certain exploration sites and treasure grounds, nurtured under the operation of the Primordial Rules, can give rise to large quantities of rare treasures.
The vast majority of powerhouses in the cosmic sea were concentrated in various exploration sites and treasure grounds, adventuring and taking risks. This was also why most cosmic sea powerhouses eagerly vied to join a Saint Realm or Eternal Realm. With a Saint Realm as backing, the Saint Realm passage alone could save one immense trouble.
The more ancient a Saint Realm, the more exploration sites and treasure grounds it has established connections with. Wu Yuan reflected. In Eternal Realms, it is common to see spacetime passages connected to a million exploration sites simultaneously.
The Saint Realms opened by Dao Zenithels were known as Eternal Realms.
Ten years will pass quickly. I hope Sovereign Lan Yan can hold on. Wu Yuan thought. At least Sovereign Lan Yan is still alive.
Wu Yuan felt quite helpless. The cosmic sea was too vast; hoping for a timely rescue was simply a dream. Not just Wu Yuan, even Dao Zenithels couldn't manage it.