For Lin Xuan, the difficulty did not lie in how to tear space apart.
After all, it was only a small realm. The power of space was not worth mentioning to the current Lin Xuan.
What truly left him with no way forward was not knowing where each small realm was located.
What were their exact coordinates?
Under such circumstances, Shattering the Void was practically no different from a blind man feeling an elephant.
Nine times out of ten, he would get it wrong.
With Lin Xuan's shrewdness, of course he would not do that.
After all, using luck to travel had an absurdly low success rate. It would not be wrong to call it illusory and far beyond reach.
Rather than gamble on luck, it was better to first clarify the coordinates of the various small realms.
For ordinary cultivators, this was almost an impossible task, but Lin Xuan already had confidence in his heart—or rather, he already knew clearly what he should do next.
This was thanks to the Soul Searching Technique just now.
Through soul searching, Lin Xuan had gained a rough assessment of the situation in the Fenghen Realm.
Among the many small realms of the Spirit World, the Fenghen Realm was not considered strong, but it was not weak either. Its strength was roughly above average.
Now, ten years had already passed since the invasion of the Outer-Domain Heavenly Demons. The Fenghen Realm had not fallen entirely, but the Demonized regions had faintly come to occupy as much as half the realm.
The situation was extremely grave. The surviving cultivators of this realm had long since set aside their grudges. The Human Race and Demon Race joined hands against the enemy, and for this purpose, they had even established an organization called the Heavenly Dao