Superquantum Channel

More than a hundred true dragons howled in the air. Their dragon eyes could not bear the intense light, and many could not help closing them as tears streamed down their faces.

Without the visual sense provided by the naked eye, they still had the radar scanning system of Divine Sense, so the impact should not have been too great.

In fact, with a Primordial Spirit and Divine Sense, one would rely more heavily on Divine Sense.

As long as your Primordial Spirit was strong enough, your Divine Sense could scan a wider area, see more comprehensively, and return more detailed information.

For example, if you wanted to know how many living beings were in the East Sea, observing them with the naked eye would take quite some time. But a sweep of Divine Sense could produce a detailed list in very little time, categorizing every race and counting their numbers.

Thus, when sight was lost, one would rely even more on the feedback from Divine Sense.

But sorry, the intense light that stimulated the eyes was merely an incidental effect of Xiang Dong's Sun Fist. What it truly disrupted was Divine Sense.

The principle behind Divine Sense's probing and feedback was much the same as radar detection: both used a wave frequency.

If you could absorb the frequency the other party emitted, you would be invisible and nonexistent to their detection.

Conversely, if you reflected a high frequency back at them, their radar would fail completely and might even overload and explode.

The Divine Sense of every true dragon, flood dragon, shrimp soldier, and crab general encountered nothing but a vast expanse of white. They could detect nothing at all.

And so, having lost both Divine Sense and sight, the true dragons and flood dragons even developed a symptom: they lost their sense of direction, unable to tell up from down, left from right, or north from south and east from west.

Their enormous bodies spun out of control, twisting wildly in midair like drunken headless flies and crashing into one another.

Some plunged headfirst into the sea, raising towering waves.

Some had hard heads, and when two dragon heads collided, they saw stars.

Others breathed dragon breath in the wrong direction, striking their companions. Those who were attacked did not know what had happened, but instinctively struck back.

Attacks, counterattacks—a series of chain reactions turned the chaotic scene into a complete pot of porridge.

Nuwa closed her eyes and shut off her Divine Sense, but she could still perceive everything happening outside. After all, no matter how tightly she shut her eyes, the intense light still passed through her eyelids, making her eyes slightly uncomfortable.

From the sounds around her, Nuwa gained a rough idea of what Xiang Dong's so-called Sun Fist was all about.

This guy really does know how to surprise people. I wonder where all these moves of his came from.

The only one unaffected was Xiang Dong. After all, he was light himself, and he was still in the form of a man made of light. Besides, if a move he unleashed affected him too, that would be rather lame.

Looking at the chaos he had created single-handedly, Xiang Dong nodded and even recited a poem.

"When autumn comes and the eighth of the ninth month arrives, once my flower blooms, all other flowers die. A mere Dragon Clan, handled!"

His words sounded imposing, but when it was time to run, he still had to run.

With another Flash, Xiang Dong passed through the vortex of Spiritual Qi and returned above the East Sea, where he immediately let out a loud shout.

"My little treasures, light up! Show them the path I took to get here!"

All the way from Buzhou Mountain to the shores of the East Sea, Xiang Dong and Nuwa had scattered sunflower seeds as they traveled. Those sunflowers were the best witnesses to their journey.

The advantages of those sunflowers, as Acquired Spirit Roots, were their short growth cycle, tenacious vitality, and strong adaptability.

In the present age, Acquired Spirit Roots were not valued at all, no different from weeds by the roadside. Thus, the sunflowers Xiang Dong had scattered along the way from Buzhou Mountain to the East Sea had already grown into a road of flowers.

This was the path Xiang Dong had taken to get here, lined with a profusion of flowers all the way. He could return home in glory.

At Xiang Dong's command, the unremarkable acquired sunflowers suddenly all awakened.

Their flower heads turned in unison toward Xiang Dong, and every one of them lit up with brilliant golden light.

The light from a single sunflower might have been insignificant, but when hundreds of millions of sunflowers shone at once, the scene was entirely different.

Even a spark could set the plains ablaze.

The countless points of light blossoming from the acquired sunflowers joined together to form a golden track across the Primordial Land.

Every one of these acquired sunflowers retained traces of Xiang Dong's Power of Principle, so he could use them as coordinates and do more with their help.

He had planned this from the very beginning. Buzhou Mountain was too far from the East Sea, and there was no telling how much time a round trip would waste.

He did not want to spend all his time traveling, so he had conceived the idea of creating a channel solely for himself.

Using the propagation properties of light, the folding concept of the Space Great Dao, and the wave-particle duality of light, he would build his own Superquantum Channel.

By transforming himself into a photonic state and then making folding jumps along this preset channel, folding and shortening the distance of hundreds of millions of miles without limit, he could achieve beyond-line-of-sight teleportation that disregarded physical distance.

Whether it was the East Sea or the Northern Sea, in theory, either was only a single step away.

Now it was time to put the channel to the test.

"Behold my Superquantum Channel! This is my escape route. Bye-bye!"

When Xiang Dong stepped onto the track of light with Nuwa, their bodies blurred, as though dissolving into the golden light.

The next moment, Nuwa felt an irresistible pulling force, and her entire body moved forward beyond her control at an unprecedented speed.

It was so fast that she had the illusion that the time and space around her had been stretched into strands of twisted, multicolored thread.

There was no sound of wind, no resistance, only absolute speed at its utmost.

In just a few breaths, the pulling sensation vanished. When Nuwa opened her eyes, she was shocked to discover that they had already returned to the vicinity of Buzhou Mountain.

They had crossed the boundless expanse from the East Sea and returned to Buzhou Mountain in an extremely short time. Such an ultra-long-distance teleportation Divine Ability was simply unheard of and unseen.

Of course, the cost was also obvious. Xiang Dong felt as though he had been completely hollowed out.

Originally two meters tall, he was now reduced to a tiny point of light, and his true sunflower body was drooping as well.

"That was close, that was close! The consumption was too great. Even with so many Acquired Spirit Roots helping me, I was nearly drained dry. Bringing another person was still too much of a stretch; I can only use it by myself."

If he had not broken through a major realm on Penglai Immortal Island, Xiang Dong reckoned this Superquantum Transmission would probably have drained all his energy halfway there.

He himself would not have died, but Nuwa might have gotten stuck in the spatial turbulence. If something had happened to her then, the future Holy Mother of the Human Race would have been gone, and the Human Race along with her. Now that would have been quite something.

"But the experiment succeeded. Next, making trouble will be easy, hahaha."

Hands on his hips, Xiang Dong threw back his head and let out a long laugh.