He could roam beyond the heavens and take a man's head from ten thousand miles away. Every wisp and thread of thought could kill.
This was the Divine Roam Realm!
In the past, Li Mu Yang had always thought that the Divine Roam Realm was a legendary realm.
What was a legend? Something everyone had heard of, yet no one had ever seen.
After merging with the memories of that black dragon, he understood that the true Divine Roam Realm existed. Ximen Sword God, who had once struck from beyond the heavens with Flying Immortal from Beyond the Heavens, was a Divine Roam Realm expert. Lu Xiaofeng, the Fragrant Commander who wielded the Lingxi Finger, was a Divine Roam Realm expert. Li Qiubai, who was said to have entered the Dao through poetry, was also a Divine Roam Realm expert. Oh, right—there was also that genius king of the Xiahou Family.
Later, Song Gudú, who had comprehended the Dao through the Fragrance Array Piercing the Heavens after seeing the plum blossoms, was also a Divine Roam Realm expert.
Yet across the Nine Nations of Divine Land, along with some unknowable places, among trillions upon trillions of people, the number of experts who could advance to the Divine Roam Realm was still pitifully small.
The sky held billions upon billions of stars, but the bright moon and blazing sun had always remained singular. That was why the kings of the Divine Roam Realm shone so brilliantly—why, even after a thousand or ten thousand years, people still thought of them without cease.
As time passed, and with the beginning of the First Dragon-Slaying War, most of humanity's experts had been killed or wounded. Martial Skills had fallen into disuse, secret manuals had been lost, and humanity's cultivation realms had instead grown steadily