Plan

Jiang Muzhou stood in the center of the command area, still maintaining the operation of the spatial laws.

But he had seen the surveillance feed. He had seen Xu Wuyi's fists landing blow after blow on the Beast King.

His heart skipped a beat.

Maintaining spatial laws required exceptionally precise control; every minute fluctuation had to be adjusted in time. Yet that instant of distraction caused the peak energy radiation of the Wandering Star Realm to suddenly jump.

On the tactical table's holographic projection, the cracks along the edges of the red light spot abruptly accelerated in their spread for an instant.

"Grandmaster Jiang!" Zhao Beifeng whipped around.

Jiang Muzhou immediately gathered his focus. His hands rapidly adjusted the void, forcing that fluctuation back down. A fine layer of sweat seeped over his forehead and ran down his cheeks.

Yet he still did not look away from the surveillance feed.

He had fought Xu Wuyi before.

It had been more than a year ago, in the training room of X-1173. At the time, he had been at the peak of the Domain level, and Xu Wuyi had been at the peak of the Domain level as well.

The two had each demonstrated their laws in the training room. He still remembered Xu Wuyi's attentive expression as he displayed spatial distortion, spatial compression, and Spatial Rift.

Their gap had not been that great then. Jiang Muzhou had always believed that once he stepped into Divine Intent, he would catch up.

Over the past year, he had trained day and night beside the rift. Every day, he absorbed spatial crystals; every day, he honed the spatial laws, tempering his domain over and over again.

He had felt that he was improving quickly—so quickly that he was only one final step away from