Within the Chaos Void, gray currents churned without cease.
Zhou Ming followed behind Qing Yang and Purple Moon, flying onward for a long while.
In the murky void ahead, a transparent wall of laws appeared.
The wall radiated a faint azure glow, keeping the violent Chaos airflow outside at bay.
Within the wall lay landmasses and seas of stars floating in the void, with all kinds of spiritual qi of heaven and earth flowing through them.
Purple Moon came to a stop, turned, and pointed at the wall ahead as she spoke respectfully.
"Senior, the Luofu Realm is just ahead."
Zhou Ming halted in the void, his calm gaze sweeping over the wall before him. Then, he extended a thread of Divine Thought along its edge.
In an instant, he had a clear grasp of this small world's scale.
Viewed from outside, the Luofu Realm was even a size smaller than the Primordial World where he had once lived.
The Origin aura contained within the world was not particularly dense, and the laws of the Great Dao were somewhat sparse as well.
For this place to support nine Sage-realm cultivators, and allow them to divide the world's Fortune among themselves to advance their cultivation, there was indeed not enough to go around.
"It truly isn't large," Zhou Ming said blandly.
"A world of this size does not possess an abundance of Origin."
"With nine Sages crammed in here cultivating, no wonder you cannot even scrape together the resources for a breakthrough."
Purple Moon gave a bitter smile beside him.
"Senior, your insight is sharp. The Fortune of the Luofu Realm has long been squeezed to its limit over the endless years."
"The resources within the realm simply cannot support anyone breaking through beyond the peak Sage realm."
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