After hearing Bi Lan's words, Bi Teng shook his head. "It wouldn't matter to ordinary cultivators, of course. But someone at Lord Lu's level—especially since he can reverse time..." He paused, somewhat wary. "For people like him, that kind of Parallel Space-Time is just a consumable."
Bi Lan didn't understand, but seeing Bi Teng's expression, she didn't ask any further questions.
"If all else fails, just tell him about that place," Bi Teng murmured. Bi Lan couldn't make out what he was saying.
The dark red sea surged into towering waves beneath the storm. In the distance, thunder stretched from sea to sky, while green mist nearly blanketed the heavens. Now and then, enormous creatures leaped from the water, swallowing seawater and wreathed in lightning as they shot away in an instant.
This was Yi Xing's Twelfth Space-Time.
The number twelve meant that time here flowed twelve times faster than in Primeval Space.
Lu Yin stood on a deserted island. It was enormous, about the size of a continent on Earth, yet it was no more than the tiniest island in this ocean, whose area far surpassed Earth's.
This was only one ocean. Lu Yin looked into the distance, where ocean after ocean met to form this unique Parallel Space-Time.
It was a Parallel Space-Time made up of oceans. Some rested on planets, while others floated in space. They joined together endlessly, with no visible end.
Lu Yin took a single step, crossing the lightning. With a casual wave, he parted the green mist in the sky, revealing the deep, faintly green starry expanse. This space was poisonous, and at the very least, unfit for human habitation.
This, too, was a Parallel Space-Time without humans, and it was larger than the Fifth Parallel Space-Time.
Lu Yin's gaze sharpened as