New World

Lu Zhen stood by the ship's rail, watching the streaks of light along the passage walls rush past like stars.

No one knew how much time had passed.

The flying vessel suddenly jolted. Dense spiritual energy, nearly tangible, crashed over them like ocean waves.

Lu Zhen instinctively narrowed his eyes. Once he adjusted to the light and looked closely, even with his steady temperament, his pupils contracted slightly.

It was enormous.

Before him stood a vast, boundless giant city.

Towering spires vanished into the clouds, while endless dark-red buildings stretched as far as the eye could see.

In the sky, countless flying vessels weaved about like schools of fish. On the ground, hundred-meter-tall mechanical puppets trudged along, carrying boulders as massive as mountains.

This was the Great Wilderness.

Azure Wind Domain, Sumu City.

The Nine Provinces martial artists on the deck were all stunned by the sight before them.

Lu Zhen habitually circulated his qi and blood, but his expression abruptly changed.

The spiritual energy here was certainly dense, yet the laws of Heaven and Earth were entirely different.

Back in the Nine Provinces, a thought was enough for him to leverage the Power of Heaven and Earth and tread through the air. But here, invisible shackles bound him tightly.

Lu Zhen closed his eyes and looked inward. His inner realm remained, the great sun still hung overhead, but when he tried to project its power and condense that twenty-five-thousand-meter crimson-gold divine statue, it vanished without a trace, like a clay ox entering the sea.

The supreme laws of the Great Wilderness mercilessly suppressed everything.

Forget condensing his golden body—even lifting both feet off the ground and flying through the air had become an impossible dream.

"You felt it?" Jiang Li's cool voice came from beside him as she sheathed