(Feels like there are more bonus coins this time...)
Countless stars filled the vast expanse, none with any distinguishing features. How could Tang Changsheng possibly find his original world here by memory alone?
But Tang Changsheng was not discouraged. If his guess was right, and the Myriad Forms Mirror truly governed memory, it would respond eventually.
After all, he believed the Myriad Forms Mirror's ever-changing images were memories it had stored from the past.
"Great Chu Taizu, for one, and Yun Muyu, for another... The Myriad Forms Mirror's former owners were all heroes of their age!"
Tang Changsheng's mind wandered for a moment. Suddenly, the Three Realms Mirror trembled. It had sensed something: a distant point of light had changed.
A familiar feeling tugged at him, drawing him toward it.
But Tang Changsheng jolted and quickly severed the connection. He recognized it now. That was the Eastern Glory World.
Having identified the Eastern Glory World, finding his original world became much easier. The Three Realms Mirror soon responded again. This time, Tang Changsheng was delighted, and he urged it to carry him across.
Boom... The Primordial Yang Divine Lamp burned fiercely. Even Red Sky Silver could barely sustain it, forcing Tang Changsheng to refuel midway.
Even so, his return to his own world was a little off course.
He did not appear at the General's Temple. He appeared over a boundless ocean instead, with nothing but seawater in every direction.
With almost no chance to resist, Tang Changsheng plunged into the sea with a splash.
He might be able to tread on duckweed and cross a river on a single reed, but there was no way he could cross an ocean like this.
As for flying, he could forget about that until he reached the Yin Spirit stage. Even then,