Ye Xiwen acted the moment the thought arose, flying toward the True Martial Realm.
In an instant, he transcended countless stretches of space. Demon Wings spread behind him, granting him peerless speed; nothing could stand in his way.
Along the road, he saw no telling how many worlds collapsing. The scenes were utterly tragic. This was a calamity for all the Myriad Realms, like heavenly punishment descending from above.
But Ye Xiwen had no mind to spare for any of that. In his heart, the True Martial Realm mattered more.
Before long, he had returned to the True Martial Realm. His speed had reached an unimaginable extreme, a terrifying swiftness that would have been inconceivable in the past.
Yet the instant he entered the bounds of the True Martial Realm, he discovered that he had stepped into an alternate space. This space was incomparably vast, with mountains and rivers, like a genuine world.
But with Ye Xiwen's current cultivation, he saw through it almost at once. This was not a real world, but an enormous array.
Someone had used this array to shroud the entire True Martial Realm?
Ye Xiwen immediately understood. No wonder he had suddenly felt a stir in his heart and wanted to return to the True Martial Realm. So this was what had happened.
Having cultivated to his level, he could not possibly have a random whim on a whim. Something must have occurred; Heaven itself was warning him.
"This array is remarkably exquisite. It can actually evolve into a world!" Ye Xiwen was somewhat astonished.
He had seen countless arrays in his life, and quite a few of them had been intricate. There were even more that could trap people in desperate straits, but he had never encountered one so exquisitely crafted.
To evolve an