An Jing's line of thought left the Haotian Mirror and Fuxie momentarily stunned.
It wasn't that the idea was particularly novel. In the past, everyone had simply been unable to find any other explanation besides "Laotianye is stingy."
Martial artists couldn't leave Huaixu. If they tried to force their way out, they had to use all kinds of secret arts. With the Heavenly Dao's interference and the secret arts' guidance, they would become Immortal Fallen.
Immortal Fallen marked the boundary of Huaixu's frontier. That boundary had persisted for hundreds of thousands of years and a dozen or more eras. The martial artists of the Huaixu Realm had practically given up searching for a reason long ago, believing it was simply part of the Heavenly Dao's constraints.
Besides, the Huaixu Realm itself was boundless and infinite. The Heavenly Sea also held plenty of islands no one had ever explored. Whether exploring or slaughtering one another, accomplishing great things or carrying out their own will and order, Huaixu's vastness could bear the ambitions and desires of every powerhouse.
But, indeed.
With a martial artist's abilities, they might not be invincible throughout Taixu, but conquering small and medium-sized worlds was certainly within easy reach. And conquering small worlds was already a proper path in the cycle of the worlds of Taixu.
For example, wasn't the Dahuang Realm where Ming Guangchen now resided constantly devouring other small worlds and Grotto-Heavens, turning them into "floating islands" within itself?
And Ming Guangchen had thrived in the Dahuang Realm, practically becoming the lord of an island. Outside Huaixu, that would be the equivalent of conquering a small world.
And he was only a Martial Dao Saint Manifestation, a fourth-tier figure. If the Mingjing Sect went all out, sending Heavenly Monarchs of the fifth tier and Lingxiao Dao