However, Li still had one thing to do. Earlier, in order to protect that woman in black, he had placed his consciousness within an alternate-dimensional space to hold onto her and serve as the coordinates for her return. Such an opportunity was truly something one could only dream of obtaining.
Li slowly closed his eyes and tried his best to recall the sensation of having his consciousness linked to the woman in black. He intended to send his soul into another world. Others might have had no way of doing so, but Li possessed an inseparable mental link: Layla.
That pet connected to his mind was an utterly stable, indestructible spatial coordinate.
A stable coordinate for another world was an extremely tempting thing to many mages. After all, without stable coordinates, once one entered a spatial rift, there was no way of knowing which world one would arrive in. It would be fine if they entered a relatively low-level plane.
But if they entered a higher plane, they could only pray for luck.
Li had once read such a record in the archives of Ankhseram Temple: a spatial exploration group whose peak combat power consisted of ten Level 18 mages, with more than a hundred Level 17 mages as its backbone, had collectively crossed over into a world centered on faith.
In that world, the connection between gods and humans was extremely strong. When faced with various crises, the gods would even directly convey revelations to humanity. Yet when that exploration group arrived, they faced an army of hundreds of thousands. The frenzied natives wiped out that immensely powerful group within mere hours, with only a few surviving mages escaping back.
It was also because of that incident that the strength of the traditional mages in the world of Fairy