Winnie's meaning was simple.
If spatial teleportation could truly be achieved so easily, then so many elves would not have died unnatural deaths, nor would they have been corroded and transformed by the Black Fog.
Wen Ke'er had survived until now purely because she had been lucky enough.
Lucky enough to make even the heavens jealous.
She had been teleported away just as she first came into contact with the Black Fog, and another secret treasure had protected the last of her consciousness from being completely corroded.
Combined with the short time it had taken for the Black Fog to fully seep into her, as well as the boost the Black Fog's corrosion gave to her power, several coincidences had piled together to create the Wen Ke'er of today.
Each one was unbelievable on its own, let alone all of them combined.
The odds of that happening would decrease exponentially, approaching zero.
"Mm. I know. I just..."
"Do not sink into illusionary dreams, Wen Ke'er."
Shen Yi sighed softly, his gaze toward Wen Ke'er carrying a few more traces of warning.
"The past is already behind us. There is no meaning in dwelling on it excessively. If the Enlosys you spoke of managed to escape disaster, then seeing you as you are now might make her even happier than you are."
As he spoke, three Void-breaking Stones appeared in Shen Yi's hand once more.
Wen Ke'er and Winnie both stared blankly at the objects appearing in Shen Yi's hand. With something so overwhelmingly effective, traveling would be more than merely convenient for them. They could practically come and go without obstruction!
Chasing someone across countless worlds while braving spatial turbulence and entirely different auras was already an especially absurd matter. It existed, but it was still absurd.
The Void-breaking Stone