Lin Zhen's first Teleport was not accurate enough. He missed his intended destination by 980 million kilometers.
That number seemed huge, but over distances measured in tens of millions of light-years, it was actually very small.
So small it could almost be ignored.
But Lin Zhen did not want to ignore it. He did not want to teleport off course one time, run short of divine power, and have it affect his plans.
He sat down to rest and recover his divine power before setting out again.
The second time, Lin Zhen grasped the experience and technique, reducing the discrepancy directly to fifty million kilometers.
The third time, he was only off by one million kilometers.
By the fourth time, Lin Zhen landed precisely on a designated asteroid.
"Phew! Mastering the technique of Teleport truly wasn't easy. Not to mention Chris isn't here—even if she were, she wouldn't give me any hints or help. There's simply no precedent for this in the entire Dimensional Universe."
Lin Zhen was delighted to have mastered the technique. One Teleport after another, spanning distant stretches of space-time, unfolded beneath his feet.
At this moment, Lin Zhen also came to deeply understand just how powerful the enemies lurking behind him were.
For example, the person who had sent the Godly Saint Angel to Fallen Star Lake with a single thread must possess terrifying power—at the very least, far greater than his current strength.
And Lin Zhen still did not know who that person was. That was the key issue.
Improving his strength remained an urgent matter.
Seven days passed. Lin Zhen had already crossed half the Endless Star Sea and arrived near Tian Huo Continent.
Rather than entering through the continent's main city, he chose a nearby life planet as a stopover.
Lin Zhen