After establishing the concept of an Immortal Alliance, Chen Ze and Zhao Ling'er quietly left the Imperial City.
The two rode the wind, while mountains and rivers unfolded beneath their feet like an ink-wash painting.
The early morning sunlight pierced the clouds, casting a halo of flowing gold around them.
"Master, where are we going now?" Zhao Ling'er's black hair danced in the wind as she turned to ask.
Chen Ze gazed toward the horizon. "First, we'll go to several special places and verify my conjecture."
With a thought, his divine sense swept across a thousand miles of mountains and rivers, quickly locking onto the first destination: Dagan's border.
On a barren Gobi wasteland along Dagan's border, Chen Ze and Zhao Ling'er appeared out of thin air.
"Master, what are we doing here?" Zhao Ling'er looked around. Spiritual Energy was thin here, and even demonic beasts were rare.
Chen Ze did not answer immediately. With a slight movement of his mind, the scene within Myriad Things Space emerged in his sea of consciousness like moonlight reflected in water, flowers seen in a mirror.
Moreover, here, he could still contact any of his Doppelgangers at any time.
This confirmed his initial conjecture. Even in this desert of Spiritual Energy, the Spatial Anchor remained stable.
"Ling'er, do you still remember our earliest conclusion about Myriad Things Space?"
Zhao Ling'er nodded slightly. "Master once said that Myriad Things Space was an independent space outside Xuantian Continent.
"And the connection between Myriad Things Space and Xuantian Continent was established with you as its anchor.
"As long as you remained on Xuantian Continent, all Doppelgangers could enter Myriad Things Space at any time."
Chen Ze nodded thoughtfully. "That is indeed correct.
"At first, I had always believed that Myriad Things Space was merely a storage