Unaware that several others had noticed his covert observation, Void Mist Sea was now moving back and forth through the rifts between dimensions in a rather peculiar way.
After all, although the spacetimes of the Main Spacetime and the True Abundant Spirit Realm could both contain all things, their actual structures differed enormously.
It was like seawater and freshwater: both were water, yet the difference between them was substantial.
As a result, spacetime abilities from the Main Spacetime were bound to have some trouble adapting to the True Abundant Spirit Realm.
And Void Mist Sea's ability to shuttle between dimensional rifts came from certain battlefield scraps he had devoured earlier.
They were fragments of powerful beings' corpses and pieces of vehicle engines.
When those beings were alive and those engines were intact, every one of them had been capable of traveling between dimensions.
By the time Void Mist Sea found them, they had become thoroughly ruined junk. But after devouring the information they carried through his various abilities, absorbing it, and adapting it to himself, he had forcibly imitated a similar ability, greatly improving his mobility within the True Abundant Spirit Realm.
At the moment, he did not appear to be moving very fast.
Even his direction seemed erratic, as though he were randomly teleporting one way and then another.
In truth, he was teleporting between dimensions at an extraordinarily high frequency. Each time he moved a short distance and returned to the three-dimensional world, he might have traveled countless additional kilometers—or arrived in another parallel universe altogether.
Of course, it sounded a little like crossing an immense distance in a single step.
As though the vast scale of spacetime had been folded together, allowing him to step across it.
But this was a rather clever trick. It used the