Seven days later.
Hong Fei had not wanted to delay for so long, but there were too many people. Even one person a day took quite a bit of time, especially since none of them were ordinary people anymore.
When the final day ended, Hong Fei did not bid everyone a tearful, lingering farewell. Instead, he leaped directly into the starry sky.
Dragon's Mark emerged from his forehead once more.
Energy surged in and light gathered. In an instant, Hong Fei felt as though he had grown a third eye.
Through Dragon's Mark, he saw sparse, delicately shimmering golden motes floating in an unknown expanse. Each one represented a portion of Dragon Power or a projection of Dragon Power. Likewise, wherever they were located was a different universe.
Hong Fei wanted to distinguish pure Dragon Power from its projections, but perhaps because they were separated by different universes—and he did not even know how vast the distances between those universes were—the points of light showed no obvious differences in appearance or behavior.
After a moment, Hong Fei gave up on identifying them first.
Experience had to be accumulated through practice. He did not know now because he had never seen a projection of Dragon Power before.
Thus, he swiftly locked onto one point of light in his field of vision. Dragon's Mark suddenly erupted with brilliant radiance. Light born from within rapidly engulfed Hong Fei, and after an intense flicker, the ball of light vanished in an instant, leaving the starry sky quiet once again.
The sensation of traveling between universes was difficult to describe. It felt like weightlessness, yet also like plummeting rapidly from a great height. Everything around him was bizarre and fantastical, with multicolored light haphazardly pieced together into all manner of complex, indescribable patterns.
Fortunately, Hong