Saine spent a total of 1,500 years in the Gray Burial Land.
This special alternate spacetime merely broadened Saine's horizons. It had no substantial impact on Saine Himself's research in the field of Truth Arcana.
By now, Saine was no longer at the stage where simply going out could bring him all manner of gains, fortuitous encounters, and discoveries of heavenly treasures.
The world no longer held many secrets of truth for Saine.
On the contrary, Saine himself was indeed a fortuitous encounter and benefactor to many.
In the Gray Burial Land, Saine rescued three Wanderers trapped within a black storm.
They prostrated themselves before Saine in gratitude, declaring that they would surely repay him someday.
Saine paid it no mind. After taking a strand of hair from each of them as research specimens, he drifted away.
The black storm, capable of threatening the overwhelming majority of Level-7 Dominators, was as gentle and obedient as an ordinary breeze before Saine.
They remained kneeling there, watching Saine depart.
Among the three, the black-haired man at the lead could not help but sigh. "That must have been a divine being!"
"When you and I brothers have the chance to return to the Material Star Realm someday, if we encounter that divine being or his kin again, we must give them our utmost support!" the black-haired man said.
"Yes, Eldest Brother!" the other two answered in unison.
After staying in the Gray Burial Land for some time, Saine departed.
At this point, Saine had more or less concluded his travels through the various special spacetimes.
He had indeed yet to visit the Illusory World.
But the Illusory World was rather special. Like the edge of the Star Realm, it was not somewhere one could easily go. It was not yet time for