As for those mission worlds, most had existed here all along.
The forces that set them in motion could only be the powers of this realm.
All Bifang had done was take this realm's providence and pay it out as mission points.
Those mission worlds had mostly gained their providence from chaos.
Just as a Great Tribulation arose in a Great Era, providence amid calamity drove it to ever greater heights.
Sea-Crossing.
Many cultivators under this great organization called themselves Sea-Crossing Envoys.
"What's wrong?"
In a Heavenly Palace with a river of stars hanging upside down overhead,
several figures drifted in.
"Sea-Crossing has opened up a lot more apostle slots. I don't know why we have to go to those backwater places. What kind of talent could those godforsaken places possibly have?"
One envoy complained, his face full of impatience.
"Stop complaining. Let's get going. If the lords above blame us, neither of us can shoulder that responsibility."
His companion took out a token. It was like white jade, with the two ancient characters for "Sea-Crossing" suspended above it.
He placed it into the heavenly gate ahead.
The Heavenly Palace was divided into many, many areas.
This was the largest teleportation area.
It housed the passageways connecting Sea-Crossing's Heavenly Palace to other worlds.
Every gate required a token for passage.
The gates recognized tokens, not people. Anyone with a token could, for all practical purposes, be a Sea-Crossing Envoy.
These two were merely going to recruit Sea-Crossing Envoys.
Strictly speaking, the number of slots released each year was not that large.
But for some reason, a great many had suddenly opened up this year.
"Let's go to the nearest world first. Little An Realm."
His companion had already taken out a map. Starlight flowed across it, and several places shone