Traveling through space was dangerous and enchanting.
Crossing vast distances felt like being within a dazzling realm woven from light. Unless one possessed an exceptionally powerful body or some form of protection, one could not venture into it lightly. Even ordinary Immortals, Demons, and Devils would emerge from it after no more than a daze; only a handful of powerful beings could appreciate the perilous, captivating scenery of transit.
Mu transformed into a tiny human form, controlling a huge tender-green leaf like jade as she indifferently watched countless streams of light race past.
Suddenly, she sensed something, as though guided by some unseen force, and looked to one side.
Amid the myriad rays of light, there seemed to be a figure...
"Who?"
Mu could not help but feel tense. Anyone who could appear during spatial transit was no ordinary being.
The blurred figure flickered in and out of sight, gradually becoming clearer. It seemed appearing here was no easy task for the other party, requiring great exertion. As the figure took shape, Mu felt that it was merely a projection.
The journey from the Dragon Sleep Lesser World to the Immortal Realm was not particularly long, and spatial transmission was the most mysterious and profound of arts. Who could calculate her whereabouts with such precision?
A wave of pain struck Mu's head, unlocking a fragment of her memories. She recalled that, long, long ago, the Dragon Clan experts who had established the Dragon Gate had once discussed how space and time shared some kind of dependent relationship.
Perhaps the projection before her was not from the present.
It could have come from the future, or it could have come from the past.
The mysterious figure became clear.
Mu saw a noble Imperial Palace Dress Woman. The dragon horns atop her