The familiar force of spatial tearing continued for nearly a quarter of an hour. Then his body suddenly lightened, and Ye Zhen appeared inside the hall of the Ancient Teleportation Array in Black Marsh, on the seabed of the Outer Sea of Death beyond the True Profound Continent.
After more than two years away, the place was still the same. Neither its appearance nor the arrangements Ye Zhen and the others had made before leaving had changed in the slightest.
Still, out of caution, Ye Zhen immediately spread his divine sense in all directions like rippling water, meticulously examining every minute change.
But at the instant Ye Zhen's divine sense spread out, his heart jolted violently. An indescribably profound sensation suddenly surged into his mind.
His thoughts spun rapidly. Ye Zhen immediately sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes, and began comprehending the Heavenly Dao.
At the very instant he returned to the True Profound Continent, a completely different understanding of the Heavenly Dao from what he had sensed on the Primordial Continent abruptly surfaced within Ye Zhen's spiritual palace.
The Heavenly Dao Ye Zhen sensed now differed greatly from that of the Primordial Continent. With even the slightest comparison, many of the difficulties he had previously encountered when fusing the seven Dao patterns were resolved as easily as splitting bamboo.
Almost instinctively, Ye Zhen activated his soul while simultaneously circulating the seven Dao patterns within his spiritual palace, beginning to fuse them with the Heavenly Dao and his innate origin soul.
In almost a single breath, Ye Zhen instantly crossed the threshold of fusing five Dao patterns—a hurdle he had failed to overcome even after three and a half months of bitter cultivation on the Primordial Continent.
Such astonishing progress surprised Ye Zhen. Yet with his intelligence, after a brief