Unlike modern Earth, where a few flights could take you around the world.
In this spacetime.
The concept of distance had long since been stretched and extended without limit.
Even Teleportation Arrays and Teleportation Spells capable of crossing space could not travel between different regions in a short time.
Take so-called warp travel. Although it was far faster than light, within the Court of Transmigrators Headquarters alone, which had a diameter of twenty trillion light-years, that negligible speed was already rather insufficient. A single trip could take decades, centuries, or millennia...
And once the scope expanded to encompass the entire boundless prison.
The little bit of travel efficiency warp flight possessed became even more laughably inadequate.
Even members of a Longevity Race might die without ever reaching their destination!
Therefore.
Even with Wanwan's urgent summons ordering all her subordinates to reach headquarters by the fastest means possible, regardless of cost.
Those mere three years.
Were actually still not much time.
If the Yin Kui Sect had not possessed special secret communication arts.
Let alone three years.
Even after three hundred years.
Many people outside might not even have received the news yet.
As for what had happened?
Their minds were filled with question marks.
In response.
Orsaga, who had spared the Yin Kui Sect in the first place only for Wanwan's sake, did not mind lending a hand while he was at it.
For example:
He slightly adjusted his Source of Eternal Suffering.
As an ability that constantly exerted negative influence on surrounding regions.
Its effects usually turned stable areas chaotic and disorderly, made loving groups hate one another, and transformed blue skies and white clouds into foul winds and blood rain...
Creating something from nothing, turning small matters into great ones...
After a standard sequence of such processes, even