When living beings could acquire energy and extend their lifespans, time often seemed brief while they were busy cultivating. Yet to mortals, it was unbearably long. Several generations had passed, and newly born mortals believed the world had always been this way: a super divine dragon cast down warm sunlight, and stars streaked hurriedly across the sky. They held little attachment to the Primordial Universe or the Myriad Worlds.
Gradually, the starlight beyond the heavens grew sparse. They passed the last Remote Small World and were about to enter the Dark Domain.
Bai Yujun was simply too fast.
The living beings of that remotest Remote Small World looked up and witnessed a broad white light silently sweep past from beyond the heavens, dragging a long trail of radiance from one side of the sky to the other, accompanied by faint tremors and magnetic disturbances.
The starlight behind them grew dimmer and dimmer until it could no longer be seen. There were no celestial bodies around them, only absolute darkness and almost no energy—a forbidden zone that no high-energy lifeform wished to enter.
Within the endless darkness was a white light dragging a long, brilliant tail.
Like a mote of dust passing through a boundless, silent night.
After their initial curiosity, the beings of the White Dragon World came to understand loneliness. They ceased probing the Dark Domain, because it was pointless.
Every array formation, every device that fused cultivation with technology, even cultivators working together—
Their outward explorations were like stones sinking into the sea, receiving no response at all.
Bai Yujun silently pressed onward, dragging the Little Broken Ball behind her. Again and again, she calculated and corrected their course. Every so often, she swished her tail to maintain direction, patiently savoring the darkness and silence. Even while speeding