In the Mystic Heaven Realm, space was like a sheet of smooth silk.
Though it had folds and undulations, it was continuous and stable as a whole.
But here, space was like countless shattered mirror fragments pieced together.
Between one mirror surface and the next, there were many nearly imperceptible traces.
These traces were not cracks, but seemed more like a kind of interlayer.
"Like the gaps between independent spaces, forcibly glued together by some kind of power!"
Jiang Fan reached forward and made a grasping motion.
Ripples spread through the space at his palm, but they expanded in an irregular pattern.
He tried to call upon the Space Law, condensing a Spatial Blade in front of him.
The Spatial Blade did take shape, but fine sawtooth-like fluctuations appeared along its edges.
"I can call upon the Space Law, which means the essence of the laws here hasn't changed!"
"But their manifestation and operation here have been disturbed!"
"It's like the same current of water flowing through a smooth pipe and through rugged stone crevices—the speed and form it displays are completely different!"
Jiang Fan looked up again at the strange purple-gold sky. Three suns cast interwoven light and shadow, covering the land in a layer of wondrous color.
"Looks like Master was right!"
"This place really does feel a bit like another world!"
Jiang Fan murmured.
But he quickly came back to himself.
"I should get familiar with the environment first!"
"Master said there are many powerful demonic beasts here. I'll first see what level the demonic beasts in this place are, and whether they can be of use to me!"
His figure swayed, and he drifted down from the peak, landing silently in the dense forest below.
Unexpectedly, the moment he landed, before he could even steady himself—