Origin Continent.
Zhou Ze flew through the void, the events at the cavern unfolding simultaneously within the consciousness of all his avatars.
"Looks like my plan to secretly get some Chaos Crystals has fallen through. The surveillance in that damned place is really tight. Damn it!"
From his earlier probe, the entire cavern was shrouded by some sort of formation. The number of miners in the mine could decrease but not increase, and even if a miner briefly disappeared and reappeared, it would not be allowed.
They would be directly annihilated by the formation's power!
"Forget it. I won't think about the mine for now. I should first find out where this place is—" Zhou Ze casually flew in a random direction.
Having comprehended the source of Laws, he was far faster than a Void True God and could even traverse the void. Yet the aura around him remained that of a Void True God; his level of life had not transformed.
For ordinary cultivators, once they comprehended the source of Laws, they would immediately become Eternal True Gods. Their miniature universes would be directly infused by the supreme rules and expand enormously. At that point, the speed at which their miniature universes devoured and converted chaotic airflow would rise by an entire level, and they would never need to worry about divine power conversion.
"Hm?"
After flying for several days, Zhou Ze suddenly noticed more than a dozen figures flying toward him from ahead and to the side.
The cultivator at the front had white hair and a white beard. His aura was clearly weak, marking him as the one being pursued. The dozen or so pursuers behind him, however, had eyes filled with utter coldness, their emotions utterly still, like robots.
"These pursuers seem to all be puppets..."