The people of his homeland were behind him now.
That dazzling sword light took several years to cross the entire Solar System. Then it entered the vast, endless vacuum, and his homeland receded farther and farther away.
Decades later, his homeland had dwindled to a point of light behind him. Without looking closely, he could no longer pick it out.
Jiang Ding traveled silently through the starry cosmos.
Darkness filled the space around him. The nearest star system lay dozens of light-years away. Wherever he looked, the heavens stretched on without end, eternal and unchanging. No living being could alter that by traveling through them, not even a celestial-class galactic life-form.
Such a being could preside over the glory of a cluster of worlds for hundreds of thousands of years, yet in the infinite universe, he was as small as a speck of dust.
The magic power and spiritual sense within Jiang Ding were slowly dissipating.
This was an inescapable law of the Spiritless Universe: high energy inevitably dispersed toward low entropy. It could not be defied. Even native life could only adapt and slow the process, not change it.
The process was irreversible.
Once his magic power and spiritual sense dissipated, they were gone. He could never draw them back in. There was no such possibility.
"Ten thousand years."
"At most, I'll be completely dead in ten thousand years... How wonderful. My homeland truly looks after me."
Jiang Ding calculated in silence.
In a sense, this was an astonishing ability.
After all, the supreme-grade protective measure that the Immortal Artifact Heir had carried had lasted only a little over two thousand years in the Spiritless Universe.
Jiang Ding was merely a Void Refining life-form whose combat strength had barely reached the celestial level. Compared with a Supreme, he was