Over the sea, there were no landmarks at all. Even the sun, moon, and stars were obscured, and the two puppets could no longer discern direction on their own.
Without Wang Daoyuan's guidance, they would already have begun wandering about aimlessly.
If Wang Daoyuan went in himself, identifying directions would not be much of a problem.
Nascent Soul Cultivators were extremely sensitive to spiritual energy and could sense minute changes in its flow.
Near the Skyrend Mountain Range, spiritual energy flowed from the range's main vein toward other places.
Therefore, by following the direction of spiritual energy's flow, one could infer the general bearing.
Cultivators below the Nascent Soul realm found it difficult to sense such subtle changes.
Once they blundered into the Mirage Sea, they could only crash about like headless flies.
Back then, True Man Ten Thousand Corpses had relied on a Demon Beast avatar and sheer luck to break through the Mirage Sea.
Anyone who could escape from the mouth of the Wan Chuan River to the Purple Gold River valley had truly struck it rich with luck.
The two puppets carried quite a few Spirit Gathering Beads and traveled aboard a flying vessel, so they need not worry about exhausting their spiritual power for the time being.
They continued eastward until, more than thirty thousand li from the river mouth, Xuan Bing and Xuan Ding discovered a small island over ten li across.
With the attitude that losing a puppet did not matter, Wang Daoyuan had Xuan Bing land on the island and investigate it.
Xuan Bing arrived at the center of the island and activated the compass in its head with all its strength.
The surrounding conditions soon appeared on the compass.
Wang Daoyuan was still in his panoramic perception state, observing the island through