"King Qiqiao, even if you hadn't said that, we would have done the same. Millions of years have passed—who wouldn't be interested in the Three Realms?"
All the Outer-Domain Heavenly Demons fell silent. It had been far too long since their last failure; all that remained was an immutable memory from ages past. They, too, yearned for the Three Realms to the extreme.
And all of this had little to do with the present Lin Xuan.
At this moment, he was still in that mysterious space.
Hundun had already fallen—or, more accurately, had been eaten by Little Fur Ball as food. The crisis had been resolved, but Lin Xuan discovered that leaving this place was not so easy.
That was right; Cultivators at the Tribulation Transcendence level could all tear open the void.
But the Space Laws here were not the slightest bit the same as those in his memory.
To say they were poles apart would not be an exaggeration.
Under these circumstances, if he forcibly tore the void apart, forget returning to the Yutong Realm—nine times out of ten, he would fall into a vortex of Spatial Turbulence.
Although with his current strength, he most likely would not perish, his ending would certainly be far worse than being trapped in this mysterious little space.
Of two harms, choose the lesser. With Lin Xuan's cautious nature, he naturally would not do such a thing rashly.
After trying to no avail, Lin Xuan pressed a hand to his forehead and began to think carefully.
If he wanted to leave this place, there was one prerequisite: comprehending the laws of this little space.
But this was clearly not something that could be achieved with a simple attempt.
Unless... unless he was a domain powerhouse!
By relying on a domain, he