So long as something had anything to do with Jinyuantian, no matter what it was, it would become astonishingly swift.
For instance, finding an absolutely secret tome, taking a bite of rare delicacy, deciphering secrets never before seen in the ordinary world, and...
Traveling directly from one side of the Heavenly Sea to the other.
So long as one paid Merit, Jinyuantian would fast-forward through all known matters that were complicated yet meaningless, arriving directly at the result.
Just like now. Silver-blue radiance flashed, black doors opened, and Jin Yanhua stepped forward with An Jing. Amid a tremor in the Taixu, they crossed the boundless Heavenly Sea of the Huaixu Realm, traveling directly from Beixuan Jizhou to Zhongheng Dao Continent.
They had arrived near the [Ancestral Dragon Hall].
--Heavenly Sea Dragon Court--
"Oh? Such a powerful sense of weightlessness."
The instant he stepped through the Taixu Passage, An Jing realized there was nothing beneath his feet. A fierce sensation of weightlessness came with the fall.
Had he been an ordinary martial artist, he would surely have hurriedly activated all kinds of martial techniques to make himself float, seeking the reassurance of stability.
But An Jing had no such reaction.
Because he was powerful enough that no fall could injure him, and because every unknown was merely a fresh experience, the young Jinyuantian Walker did not activate any martial technique. Instead, he gladly accepted the fall and began plummeting from the lofty sky.
Everyone had experienced such a moment before: whether running or riding in a vehicle, when speeding forward, people would curiously stretch out a hand and use their skin to feel the power of wind and speed. It felt as though they were grasping something invisible yet soft, something that slipped through their fingers—the tangible form of the wind.