Outer space.
Near the Vajra Temple's Ecological Zone, the original monitoring formation had been removed, and those Third Realm disciples had all left. Kai Yun gazed expectantly at the faint, flickering golden streaks beneath the distant stars.
Wang Ping's avatar stood beside Kai Yun, doing his best to catch the intermittently visible true spirit within the golden light. Its speed was indeed astonishing, so fast that even Wang Ping found it difficult to track. No wonder Kai Yun needed his help.
"It possesses a certain degree of consciousness. The last few times, it fled the moment it sensed trouble. Even with flying vessels, we couldn't catch it. This time, we'll have to rely entirely on Fellow Daoist's assistance. It should be interested in the Wood Spirit aura."
There was a rare urgency in Kai Yun's voice.
Wang Ping did not answer Kai Yun. He released a dense Wood Spirit aura, transforming into a streak of light as he headed toward the swiftly gliding true spirit.
As the black-and-white radiance of the starry sky stretched endlessly before his eyes, Wang Ping saw a swath of golden light spanning tens of thousands of miles after more than ten breaths. The true spirit was not flying at high speed—it was passing through space.
The true spirit's method of traversing space was straightforward. It used the Gold Spirit's ability to rend space, tearing open one spatial passage after another and forcibly crossing through them. It looked as breathtaking as speeding through the cosmic Star Sea.
Against that starry expanse stretching tens of thousands of miles, Wang Ping was no different from a firefly before the sun and moon. Yet he did not shrink back in the slightest. After using a Transfer Talisman to catch the direction in which the true spirit was traveling, he