"No wonder you suppressed the Heavenly Slave so easily!"
The Realm Spirit Clone set down his teacup and folded his hands on his knees. After a moment of silence, he raised his head, his gaze turning solemn. "Fang Chen, now that you've opened a passage between the Ancient Region and the Fringe Region and returned with the Heaven and Earth Origin, I doubt you came back to the Ghost Realm just to visit this old man."
Fang Chen did not deny it. He nodded frankly. "I want to return to the Barbaric Ancient Region!"
The Realm Spirit Clone frowned.
His gaze sank to the wisps of steam rising from the tea on the Stone Table. For a long time, he said nothing.
At last, the Realm Spirit Clone spoke slowly. "Do you know how difficult that journey is?"
Fang Chen nodded. "I do!"
"No, you don't!"
The Realm Spirit Clone raised his head. A sharp light flashed in his clouded old eyes, and his voice turned low and grave. "The Barbaric Ancient Region may lie at the very edge of the Fringe Region, but the seal the World Will placed upon it is far more complicated than anything you know of the Outer Heavens. The Outer Heavens lie in the middle reaches of the river. You can follow the current down to the Land of Ending, but returning upstream to the Barbaric Ancient Region means going against the flow every step of the way!"
He paused, then continued. "Between the Land of Ending and the Barbaric Ancient Region lies a stretch of space forcibly folded by the World Will. I call it the Chaotic Void. Time is disordered there, space is out of place, and there are no Star Coordinates or sense of direction. Even divine sense gets twisted into