When Chu Ming left the Order Heavenly Palace, the sky was colorless.
The floating fragments of Eternal Universes above the Turbid Source Land drifted slowly past him as he flew, like churning waves rolling along both sides of water cleaved apart by a ship's prow.
He adjusted his direction and flew southwest, following the mark on the map.
Dao Lord Wuji's jade slip unfolded within his sea of consciousness, and the marker for Mirror Lake hovered amid a field of ruins in the Turbid Source Land.
Those ruins were formed from dozens of shattered Eternal Universe remnants gathered together. Some remnants retained only half a spherical shell, while others had broken into countless tiny fragments, scattered through the void like smashed pottery.
Mirror Lake lay at the heart of those remnants, half-hidden beneath the shadows of the shattered spheres.
Chu Ming flew for roughly three days.
Along the way, he passed many law passages—some pale gold, some deep blue, some colorless and transparent. He neither stopped nor slowed. As he passed, those passages glimmered faintly, like flames in roadside lanterns stirred by the airflow of a passing person.
On the fourth day, he reached the edge of the ruins.
Countless tiny fragments floated around the outer perimeter, as though pebbles had been frozen in midair.
But when he came within a hundred zhang, a powerful reflective field spread out from within the ruins.
When his power of order touched that field,
it did not penetrate, seep in, or expend itself.
It bounced back along its original path.
The rebounding power was exactly identical to when it had been released, down to its frequency, amplitude, and phase.
He tried again, changing his power of order from gentle to a sharp needle shape. When that needle-shaped power touched the boundary of the