After passing through the Gale Layer and getting a clear view of the entire Time-Space Shard, Meng Qi and Jiang Zhiwei both let out a soft cry of surprise. It looked exactly like what they had seen while flying above the Real Realm: the far north, the Grasslands, the Western Regions, the Southern Wilderness, the Eastern Sea, and the Central Plains were all there, with almost no difference in their layout or contours.
As they descended, the mountains, rivers, and their distinctive features brought the two of them back to the Real Realm in a daze.
"If we hadn't just pulled our bodies here from the Real Realm, I might have thought we'd gotten lost in some illusory darkness, going around in circles only to return to where we started—to the place we set out from." Meng Qi sighed.
Jiang Zhiwei gazed around as far as she could, a hint of excitement in her voice. "I thought it would be a small Time-Space Shard, like the one at the Back Mountain of Shaolin. I never expected it to be so vast and magnificent, like a reflection of the Real Realm."
"I wonder how far martial arts have developed here, and what sects and Aristocratic Clans there are..."
Standing somewhere identical to the main world, Meng Qi felt disoriented, as if caught in a dream. He smiled. "Let's start by meeting your newly born 'other self.'"
The Dao One Glazed Lamp still shone in his eyes, its black-and-white light flowing like an illusion. It illuminated and magnified the subtle connection Jiang Zhiwei had passed to him, then traced it back to its source.
"There..." Meng Qi murmured. Two streaks of light tore across the sky, heading toward a spot northwest of the center.
Their light faded, and the two appeared before