Thus, Ding Ling chose the safer route and ultimately headed east.
Although he would encounter the Heavenly Court's army by going east, Ding Ling was not afraid of them.
Times had changed.
Ding Ling was no longer the same. Not to mention the Heavenly Court's army—even if the Jade Emperor personally entered the fray, Ding Ling was confident he could still fight him.
If Shen Yuan, Shen Gongbao's Master, were still alive, Ding Ling might have been even more cautious.
But Shen Yuan was dead. Apart from Tathagata Buddha and the others, there were no stronger experts left. As long as Tathagata Buddha did not emerge, Ding Ling had nothing to fear.
Moreover, after reaching the pinnacle of this world, his connection with his true body had surged as well. He had already confirmed one thing: this world seemed to exist independently in a hidden region, completely incompatible with the Painting Wall World.
Whether it was the laws of the Heavenly Dao or the state of the Curse Source, this world was not only utterly different from the Painting Wall World but also from every other world Ding Ling had ever visited.
It seemed to be an isolated world.
To put it simply:
The Painting Wall World was at the South Pole, while his true body was in the Pacific Ocean. His current clone was at the North Pole!
"No wonder my true body can't reach this world."
Ding Ling understood.
But what puzzled him was how Li Shimin had reincarnated into the Underworld of the Painting Wall World.
Ding Ling sensed that the Underworld he had previously stayed in was closely connected to the Painting Wall World. Perhaps it was because the Infinite Mirror Sea World had isolated the Spirit Void Blessed Grotto?
That was why it appeared even