Boundless void.
Terrifying torrents—so-called Space Turbulence—surged endlessly through the ocean of energy.
The torrents moved at an absurdly fast speed.
In the blink of an eye,
thousands upon thousands of torrents swept past the avatars.
This was merely the edge of space, yet it was already so frightening.
Were one to venture deep into the void, the number of torrents would increase geometrically.
Cheng Han was deeply alarmed. "Even lower Divine Generals would probably find it difficult to roam the void for long. Only upper Divine Generals and above could manage it."
Within the Halo Screen,
a dim little speck seemed to be infinitely far away, yet also close at hand.
It was precisely the Small World discovered by the avatars.
Cheng Han stared at it for a few moments and muttered softly, "This Small World seems somewhat different."
In fact,
over the past two months,
the two avatars he had sent out had remained at the edge of space for long periods and had already discovered no fewer than a hundred Small Worlds.
Unfortunately,
the results of the analysis showed that none of these Small Worlds bore the aura of the Myriad Radiance Divine Banyan.
Clearly,
they were all exceedingly remote Small Worlds.
But this was hardly strange.
The large and small worlds known to the Myriad Radiance People numbered an astonishing thirty-six thousand and more.
Yet compared to the total number of worlds in this plane, this was merely a drop in the ocean.
The Senluo Realm was extraordinarily distant to begin with. Was it not perfectly normal for the avatars to find unfamiliar worlds?
At this moment,
Cheng Han faintly felt a strange premonition.
That was—this Small World would very likely yield a pleasantly surprising discovery.
But this world was far too distant. The connections captured by