Luo Zheng had no idea how many tens of thousands of li he had run along this root.
On either side of the root stretched a vast, boundless sea. From time to time, he could even see the faint, indistinct shadows of other roots.
The deeper he went, the more desolate the scenery around him became...
Along the way, he occasionally encountered individual True Gods. They exchanged a glance, then maintained their hurried pace and flew swiftly along the root.
Seven days later...
The root beneath his feet, roughly a thousand zhang wide, merged into an even broader branch.
After reaching this main trunk, the Sword Clan people gradually became more numerous.
Every few hundred li, Luo Zheng would encounter one or two Sword Clan True Gods.
These Sword Clan True Gods sat cross-legged at the edge of the branch, plunging their longswords into the branch while keeping their eyes closed, as though they had comprehended something.
"Is this a cultivation method unique to the Sword Clan?"
Luo Zheng ran while sizing up these Sword Clan True Gods.
They all remained in a meditative state, deaf and blind to everything around them. None of them paid any attention to Luo Zheng...
After continuing onward for another four days,
Luo Zheng saw an even broader secondary trunk.
"No wonder this Non-Attack Zone is called the Ruo Wood Domain. Just this single Ruo Wood is already boundlessly vast. I've been running at this speed for more than ten days, yet I still haven't reached Ruo Wood's main trunk..."
This secondary trunk was even more terrifyingly long. Continuing to fly swiftly along it took nearly half a month.
A month later,
Luo Zheng finally reached the end of the secondary trunk. Spread out before him was a Brown Plains...
And standing upon these