"The flow of time was about five to one..."
Once Ling Wuyuan confirmed that his wisp of Gray Mist had slipped into the Xikong Immortal Realm and was unlikely to be discovered anytime soon, he compared the flow of time between the two realms from afar.
Five to one, in this case,
meant that five days in the Xikong Immortal Realm were roughly equal to one day in the Main Spacetime.
In that respect,
the difference was not ideal for Ling Wuyuan. Time did not run faster in the Main Spacetime and slower in the Xikong Immortal Realm. Still, a gap of this size was no great problem.
It was far better than having five years pass in the Xikong Immortal Realm while only a day or two passed in the Main Spacetime.
"About a year..."
"Hmm~"
"That should be enough time to make some preparations."
After rubbing his chin and thinking for a moment,
Ling Wuyuan quickly accepted the situation.
By his reckoning, the wisp of Gray Mist carrying part of his power needed to familiarize itself with the Power System of the Xikong Immortal Realm and sort through it as soon as possible. That would let his true body understand his opponents more deeply—know himself and his enemy, and win a hundred battles out of a hundred.
Of course,
if possible,
he also wanted the wisp of Gray Mist to fight some of the Xikong Immortal Realm's local experts, so he could analyze their power through actual combat.
For a time,
with the wisp of Gray Mist successfully inside,
all sorts of ideas
rose and fell in Ling Wuyuan's mind.
However,
there was little scheming among them.
His plan was clear enough: crush, occupy, then rule.
If caution had not been a concern,
he would hardly have needed