(Today is the Little New Year. The festive atmosphere is growing stronger by the day. I wish all fellow readers safe journeys home, happy reunions for the New Year, and peace and good health.)
After more than a year of rapid flight by the Luan Bird, the three of Shi You had long been awed by the vastness of the Miro Realm.
Along the way, whenever they passed the territory of a sect, Zhao Wei and Zhao Yuan would introduce it. Setting aside the number of cultivators, the sheer breadth of each region alone was enough to leave the three secretly stunned.
Even a sect with only a Heaven Immortal cultivator holding down the fort commanded an incomparably vast territory. It was probably no smaller than a minor domain of the Spirit Realm.
They were able to travel so swiftly only because they had the Luan Bird, which was exceptionally suited for flight. If Mahayana cultivators had flown on their own, even after a month, they would not have left the sphere of influence of a mid-sized or small sect.
Shi You secretly calculated that even if he pushed his escape technique to the limit, flying several million miles in a day would already be impressive. That was nowhere near the tens of millions of miles the Luan Bird could cover at present. The suppression exerted by the laws of Heaven and Earth in the Miro Realm was far too powerful; even Mahayana cultivators could not resist it. However, one day in the Miro Realm was also far from comparable to one day in the Three Realms.
From Zhao Wei's words, the three also learned that once one advanced to the Immortal Realm and possessed Immortal Spirit Energy within one's body, one's escape speed could soar by leaps and bounds.