Within the Chaos void, gray currents churned without end.
Zhou Ming followed behind Qing Yang and Purple Moon, flying onward for a long while.
Ahead, within the originally dim void, a transparent barrier of Laws appeared.
The barrier emitted a faint azure radiance, sealing off the violent currents of Chaos outside.
Within the barrier lay a stretch of land and a sea of stars floating in the void, with all manner of heaven-and-earth spiritual energy flowing through them.
Purple Moon came to a stop, turned, and pointed respectfully at the barrier ahead.
"Senior, Luofu Realm is up ahead."
Zhou Ming halted in the void, his calm gaze sweeping across the barrier before him. Then, he extended a thread of Divine Sense along its edge.
In but an instant, he had formed a clear judgment of the size of this minor world.
From the outside, Luofu Realm was even smaller than the Primordial Wilderness World where he had once resided.
The world's origin aura was not particularly rich, and the Laws of the Great Dao were somewhat sparse as well.
This place truly was not enough to support nine Saint-realm cultivators and allow them to draw upon the world's fortune to raise their cultivation.
"It truly isn't large," Zhou Ming said indifferently.
"A world of this size does not possess an abundant origin."
"With nine Saints crammed in here cultivating, no wonder you can't even scrape together the resources for a breakthrough."
Purple Moon gave a bitter smile at his side.
"Senior's insight is keen. Luofu Realm's fortune was squeezed to its limit long ago, through endless years."
"The resources within the realm simply cannot support anyone breaking beyond the peak Saint realm."
"If we do not seek opportunities in Chaos or plunder the origins of others, all we can do