At once, space warped. Xia Ping felt himself speeding through a spatial passage. Then time and space shifted, and he finally arrived somewhere else.
"Have we reached the Strange District already?!"
Xia Ping immediately discovered that he had appeared in another place. Before his eyes lay a vast plaza, around which stood countless figures. They had all advanced to the Immortal Realm, emanating the formidable aura of Spiritual Domains.
"What's going on? Such dense cosmic origin energy."
He quickly sensed that the surrounding void was suffused with dense cosmic origin energy. Even the Primordial Sacred Land could not compare to this place.
With only a slight breath, he felt the mana within him soaring by leaps and bounds. If one cultivated here, the speed would be at least several times greater than in the Primordial Sacred Land.
As for other regions of the universe, there was even less need to mention them—the difference in efficiency was at least dozens of times.
Clearly, the many Immortal Saints who had just arrived in the Strange District had all sensed this as well. Excitement appeared on every face; they had plainly felt the benefits of entering the Strange District.
"Brother Fengdu, it seems you've already noticed."
Dripping Water Saint looked at Xia Ping and laughed heartily. "This is what makes the Strange District so miraculous. It lies closest to the cosmic origin, so the origin energy filling the surrounding void is so abundant it could scare a person to death.
"If one cultivates in the Strange District, efficiency rises by at least several times. A year of cultivation here can equal several years elsewhere—perhaps even decades or centuries."
He sighed with deep emotion. Indeed, without such an environment, how could it draw so many Saints here to cultivate? And how could it nurture