Beyond the World.
Chu Mu stood in the void, the Bronze Mirror floating above his palm. Its needle seemed frozen in place, utterly motionless.
A world existed here, suppressing all beneath it. As far as the eye could see, the Chaotic Void was entirely calm.
No ripples stirred; it was deathly still and desolate.
The once flawless white halo beyond the world had long since been tainted by filth, the corruption deeply rooted.
Chu Mu was not surprised. He swept his gaze around before fixing it on the Bronze Mirror in his hand.
The world's coordinates had already been fully deciphered. What remained was to locate their precise position.
Or rather, to determine exactly where within this Chaotic Void the Upper Realm's coordinates lay! That was the purpose of this Bronze Mirror.
Deciphering coordinates, searching for coordinates, determining the direction in which those coordinates lay.
During his eight years of secluded cultivation, he had spent more than half his time on this Bronze Mirror.
Only after a long while did Chu Mu slowly raise his hand and tap a finger down. The speck of starlight at the center of the Bronze Mirror's needle flashed, as though the veil concealing it had been completely lifted. The starlight blazed intensely, only to dim again in the next instant.
Yet after the central starlight faded, the intricate patterns upon the Bronze Mirror were all aglow with a faint fleeting light.
At that moment, the motionless needle also seemed to receive some unknown guidance.
The needle began to tremble, inching and turning with indescribable slowness.
In Chu Mu's perception, that difficulty was even clearer.
It was as though some terrifying force was obstructing the Bronze Mirror's search for the Upper Realm's coordinates.
An immense resistance lay before the needle. Every tremor of it required