Flying to Heaven—this "Heaven" referred to the universe, to the rules of the Great Dao. Looking back on it now, they completely understood the truth: flying to Heaven meant flying toward a universe.
All the saints fell silent at once.
"But this is actually the tenth parallel universe, beyond the ancient Nine Universes?"
Some saints' expressions changed. They felt that they had never witnessed such fantastical Monstrosities in their entire lives. The universe was truly too vast and mysterious. Even saints were laughably no different from ordinary people.
The tenth parallel universe—this was simply terrifying! Throughout all of ancient and modern history, the number of parallel universes had always been fixed at nine, neither more nor less.
"A universe? Is this truly a universe? Not a Pseudo Dao Universe established by a saint, some sort of dojo?"
A saint stared into the phantom, excitement filling his face as he laughed. "This universe is pitifully small! Its outer universe membrane is only a few thousand meters across! The space contained within is actually smaller than the extraordinary world formed by a Ninth-Order Dao Attainer!"
The Cosmic Ship they had built was truly a ship.
It was exquisite and compact, a World Crossing Ship merely a few thousand meters long, yet it contained a vast folded spatial extraordinary world. After all, for a Great Dao universe artifact of this level, the outer hull was merely the entrance to a subspace. It was like the dojo of a tenth-order saint—the coordinate of his actual dojo's entrance would not be very large.
Even the massive spacetime World Crossing Ship they had arrived in, capable of sailing between two parallel universes, had an actual exterior only tens of thousands of meters in size.
"It truly is terrifyingly small! At first, we thought it was some