The starry expanse was vast.
Leaning on the Withered Wood Staff, Wang Xuan traveled on, stopping now and then.
His journey lasted a full thousand years.
He had visited the Eternal Star Domain, watching cultivators pilot metal mechs through the sea of stars, combining technology with cultivation to create all sorts of technological weapons.
He had also visited the Amitabha Star Domain, where Buddhist chants filled the heavens, dense power of faith gathered into an ocean, and countless Buddhist cultivators devoutly recited sutras.
Whenever Wang Xuan arrived somewhere, he deliberately lingered for a while, occasionally coughing up a few mouthfuls of "black blood" and pretending he might breathe his last at any moment.
Yet not a single one took the bait.
Those old monsters in the forbidden zones were so intent on hiding that they hardly dared breathe.
"These old fellows really know how to bide their time." Wang Xuan wiped the blood from his chin and sighed.
A barren planet appeared ahead.
Its surface was pitted and lifeless, without so much as a single weed.
Wang Xuan took a step and descended onto the planet's surface.
He had intended to set up a killing array here and keep fishing for prey, but the moment he landed, he sensed movement underground.
Though the planet looked desolate on the surface, a dream-grade dragon vein lay coiled deep underground, its earth energy so dense it was almost liquid.
At that moment, someone was busy at the dragon vein's core.
Wang Xuan concealed his aura and approached without a sound.
Inside an underground cavern, a fat Daoist had his rear sticking up as he swung an iron shovel, huffing and puffing.
The Daoist was broad and stout, dressed in a worn-out Daoist robe. His face glowed ruddy as he muttered to himself while