Garden Reunion

Since the year 8200 of the 74th Era, you had despised how slowly you traveled and entered a long-term slumber, remaining utterly still for 150,000 consecutive years.

At that time, you could move only one light-year every ten years on average. To get out, you would need at least seven million years.

It was too agonizing. Your mind absolutely could not endure it.

Even now, although you had grown somewhat stronger, you still needed a few million years.

Due to the special nature of Descents, every time your Essence doubled in full, it only reduced the number of Descents required by one.

At onefold combat power, you needed ten Descents to reach light speed. Every ten days, counting both Return to Truth and reality, you could move only two light-days.

At fourfold combat power, you still needed eight Descents. Every eight days, you could move only two light-days.

It would even weaken further down the line, because you could use Return to Truth only once a week.

So you planned to sleep until you could run through this universe-membrane matter at 600,000 li per second in your normal state without any Descents, then begin moving outward.

That way, you would need only 700,000 years of travel. Factoring in Return to Truth's doubled displacement, it would be a little over 300,000 years.

In the 97th Era, you once again used Return to Truth on the true Essence that had just been added to you.

But suddenly, you sensed chaotic turbulence.

Not far from you, Chaos Matter had been stirred. It had yet to settle and was still rippling.

The fluctuations were extremely weak, like the faint ripples startled across the water in a cup on a table when the weak force of typing on a keyboard traveled through it.

But these