With a single thought, he could cover every corner of the Jade Bamboo Mountains. As for territory, he had never considered measuring it in yuan-years. It was not that he lacked ambition—under normal circumstances, no one could possibly harbor such ambition.
Over the years, he had only seen one cultivator with such grand ambition: Gu Shenyu!
"Ke Ding, how many yuan-years did you calculate?" Chen Xun's expression darkened.
"The diameter of this Divine Mountain Continent... if my calculations were not wrong, one thousand, two hundred yuan-years...!" Ke Ding's hair drifted in the air as he spoke each word, almost forcing them out through clenched teeth.
This was the result of dividing his immortal consciousness into billions of strands and calculating at full force for a hundred years. It was almost certainly correct!
"Fuck..."
"Damn it!"
"Bloody hell..."
Chen Xun cursed vividly, his eyes wide as a bead of cold sweat appeared on his forehead. Somewhat agitated, he said, "Ke Ding, if I remember correctly, the Profound Subtle Heaven Domain is only twenty-three yuan-years in diameter, right?!"
"The speed and methods of our immortal bodies far surpass Immortal Essence speed. Crossing it would probably take only a few years, but this Divine Mountain Continent...!"
Chen Xun's breathing quickened, yet he stopped short of finishing.
He Ling's immortal consciousness was likewise struck as though ten thousand thunderbolts had crashed down upon it. Her body stiffened, and she remained silent.
"Yes, that is correct." Ke Ding nodded gravely. "Chen Xun, you were right as well. The Divine Mountain Continent is not like the Profound Subtle Heaven Domain, with such complete spatial formations and spatial vessels."
"It is entirely desolate. Apart from mineral veins, there is nothing!"
"No Heavenly Domain Gates, no World Domain Gates, not even spatial teleportation arrays... We are truly opening