Inside the Spatial Rift.
All kinds of Killing Intent poured out, battering Qin Hao's Divine Body.
Yet Qin Hao's expression did not change in the slightest. Various Great Dao Essences shielded him, but more importantly, he had the Primordial Feathered Wings...
The Primordial Feathered Wings beat gently, warding off the invading Killing Intent.
Even so, Qin Hao had to shift position from time to time to keep it from breaching his defenses and entering his body.
After all, the seams between Space Fragments in the Outer Lands held vast amounts of Killing Intent, enough to threaten even a Great Dao Dominator.
Qin Hao was only a Half-Step Sovereign.
He stared at the shattered Space Fragment in silence.
Four coordinates!
He had deduced seven coordinates in all. The first four had now been ruled out; none was an entrance to the Star Realm.
It was impossible for him to feel nothing.
His emotions churned despite himself.
Only after standing there for a long, long time did Qin Hao let out a long breath and pull himself together.
"Three coordinates left."
"The first four weren't entrances to the Star Realm. That doesn't mean none of the remaining three will be."
Qin Hao's face was calm. Whatever happened, he would not give up the search. Surrendering to despair was not in his nature.
"The third coordinate is this way..."
"It isn't far. At full speed, I should reach it in less than four months."
He activated the Primordial Feathered Wings.
Once Qin Hao had fixed his direction, he became a streak of dark-gold light and sped away.
As he flew,
Qin Hao pondered.
One question occupied him.
What if...
He truly could not find the entrance to the Star Realm?
Or the Star Realm no longer existed?
Even if luck carried him inside,