Yin Ruins.
Fang Mo stepped into the ninth layer of the Yin Ruins, but a trace of doubt rose in his eyes.
"Yin Ruins seems to be outside the Ancient Realm?"
The Ancestral Dragon Blade had brought him into the Yin Ruins, yet he sensed something strange about the space. It felt like crossing into another world—he could actually feel himself passing through the barriers of space-time.
He had harbored doubts before. The nine layers of the Yin Ruins each spanned hundreds of thousands of li.
Yet the Yin Ruins, located within the Ancient Realm, covered only hundreds of thousands of li in total. Previously, he had thought it was the result of spatial power. But now, sensing the space-time barrier unique to the power of worlds, he realized where the problem lay.
The Yin Ruins might not be within the Ancient Realm at all, but in another world.
It was simply that, with his current strength, he could not see through it all.
He suppressed his doubts and swept his gaze across the ninth-layer space. This place was not much different from when he had last come here, though its spiritual energy seemed to have increased considerably and become even denser.
After more than a year, he had finally returned to the Yin Ruins.
At that moment, he sensed dozens of consciousnesses sweeping over him.
"Sure enough, the moment I entered the Yin Ruins, those Heavenly Venerates sensed me!" Fang Mo's lips curled faintly. He had not intended to conceal his whereabouts. Feeling those consciousnesses, he did not stop them, instead strolling through the air toward the Nine Heavens Divine Pillars as though taking a leisurely walk through a garden.
"It's Fang Mo. Sure enough, he has truly reached the Void Comprehension Realm!"
"His physical body is actually so