A race against time!
Liu Fanchen led Li Tianming through the various streets of the Xuanting Imperial Ruins, racing toward the Military God Vortex.
Even if someone encountered them along the way, they would only see Liu Fanchen muttering under his breath, completely unable to see the miraculous youth beside him.
The Xuanting Imperial Ruins were vast, with countless Eonic Gods and thousands upon thousands of tangled, intricate factions. A former general's strategist like Liu Fanchen was but a speck of dust in the true grand scheme of things, and only a limited number of people knew him.
White Wind, who controlled this body, had already been to the Military God Vortex once. With Silver Dust guiding them along a safe route, returning there was naturally as familiar as driving a well-traveled road.
"The Military God Vortex is an endless vortex-shaped nebula. Countless dense streams of chaotic nebula power revolve around its center, and at the heart of that vortex lies the Xuanting Imperial Palace," White Wind explained.
Within the Imperial Ruins, there were two supreme cores: one was the Divine Tomb Cult, and the other was the Xuanting Imperial Palace.
Since this nebula vortex called the Military God Vortex encircled the Xuanting Imperial Palace and served as the headquarters of the Primordial Imperial Army, it was surely boundless in scale.
It was said that the Military God Vortex occupied nearly a tenth of the entire Imperial Ruins. That was already an enormous territory.
"But compared to that, the Divine Tomb Cult really is badass. As expected of the ruler of the Divine Tomb Seat Nebula—even one branch cult is this impressive," Li Tianming remarked.
At this time, Zi Zhen and Weisheng Moran had both arrived inside the Divine Tomb Cult. They were still concerned about Li Tianming, but using