A little under a quarter of an hour earlier, an enormous dark shadow resembling a dragon or serpent had been roaming the depths of the boundless void.
This was the abyss of nothingness deep within chaos, a place mortal flesh could neither perceive nor touch, much less enter.
Only experts at Core Formation or above could sense it through the Dao Fruit of a Cosmic Dao grotto-heaven and venture inside. Only those above the Nascent Soul level, with a deeper command of void power, had the strength to explore farther.
As for carrying large numbers of people and supplies on long journeys through it, that required a true Great Power with a more profound understanding of this Dao and far stronger divine abilities and magic power.
Even when projected into the Chaos Void, where size and length had no distinction, nor weight and thickness any meaning, this shadow still faintly displayed a definite shape. Its cultivation and strength were clearly extraordinary.
It burrowed onward and onward, traveling for a long time. Suddenly, light blazed ahead as though the heavens had brightened, and a vast, starry backdrop appeared before it.
The enormous dark shadow gave a slight shudder, then abruptly leaped out.
Whoosh!
The roar of surging waves seemed to ring through the void. At the boundary between the Water Realm and the Star Sea, a pitch-black Cosmic Dao grotto-heaven appeared out of thin air.
"Go!"
Someone seemed to give a low command from within. At once, dozens of golden streaks appeared, revealing human cultivators clad in War Armor and enchanted robes, divine light shimmering around them, their gazes radiant.
For a moment, their powerful presence filled the surrounding waters.
Their bearing was markedly different from that of the Puppet Masters of the Eastern Victory Continent. They were unmistakably Martial Dao