Bai Yu stood alone at the bow of the vessel, his moon-white robe snapping loudly amid the violent Space Storm. Fine cracks covered the divine body exposed through the damaged portions of his robe, while flecks of golden light flickered deep within his wounds.
He felt the vessel treasure's mournful cries. This flying palace-type supreme treasure, considered sturdy even on the Origin Continent, was now covered in fine scratches, its source radiance considerably dimmed.
"No wonder the Cosmic Boat sank... This passage itself is a millstone of destruction. If not for the exquisite method within the jade slip, and Huang serving as a guide to anchor the direction, I would likely have long since become lost and annihilated within this dimensional rift." He took a deep breath, suppressing the churning blood and sluggish divine power in his chest. His cultivation had been suppressed to the limit of an Eternal True God, and his will sealed within the "Heart Coffin." Never before had he been so weak, like a soldier stripped of heavy armor and exposed upon an unfamiliar battlefield.
Yet deep within those eyes swept by the turbulent currents burned a fire more blazing than the stars—the yearning called "Yuan."
The vessel easily broke through a chaotic spacetime vortex, and the space ahead suddenly opened up.
A void... so vast and deathly still that words could scarcely describe it appeared before Bai Yu.
It lacked the dense heaviness of the Chaos Current that filled the Origin Continent, and lacked the surging flow of the Long River of Life in the River of Life World. This was the Universe Sea, the marginal "pond" of the Source World.
Before his eyes lay near-absolute darkness, coldness, emptiness, and silence.
Only in unimaginably distant places were sparse, faint specks of light scattered like fireflies—Miniature