The Gray Flood Dragon set spatial markers along the way and began studying how to lay out a space formation.
After working for a while, he suddenly frowned.
"Your Highness, the chaotic energy currents within this celestial phenomenon are too disruptive. It's difficult to ensure space stability; the currents could shatter it at any moment."
The more he spoke, the softer his voice became. Bai Moulong, floating amid five-colored rays, looked at him with utter disdain.
"You're an elder from the Ancient Desolate Period who survived an escape through the void. By rights, you should be incomparably familiar with the void."
By this point, the Gray Flood Dragon had already lowered his head awkwardly, forcing a smile.
Bai continued.
"You were born with Space Divine Ability as your specialty, yet you are helpless before a complex celestial phenomenon. Could it be that, over these hundreds of millions of years, you did nothing but marry wives and have children? You need to focus on cultivation, devote yourself to comprehending the Dao, and strive to improve."
The Gray Flood Dragon smiled awkwardly and tried his best to construct space amid the turbulent currents. Yet the more anxious he became, the more unstable the space grew.
Bai Yujun rolled her eyes. It seemed she still had to do it herself.
She rolled up her sleeves, tied her long hair behind her head, then shot the Gray Flood Dragon a sidelong glare.
"The plan remains unchanged. We'll set up the terminal of an enormous one-way spatial teleportation array deep inside. The Dragon Clan isn't omnipotent. I can arrange formations, but some spatial techniques are beyond me compared to you. You explain, and I'll set it up. Don't worry, I won't learn your spatial knowledge for nothing."
Upon hearing that, the Gray Flood Dragon hurriedly