Although the sensation was hazy, Chu Mo still felt something familiar about it.
By now, he had visited two small worlds and gained some understanding of the aura of a world.
A cultivator facing a world was like someone gazing upon a vast, boundless being. They could glimpse only a corner of it, dimly sensing something extraordinary within.
Even in the destruction of the Savage Realm, Yuan Bai and the others had merely dismantled its means of resistance. It was still Fuli Heaven that dealt the final blow.
Perhaps cultivators at a higher level could take on an entire world alone. Foundation Establishment cultivators clearly could not.
And that corner within Chu Mo's Dao Mansion gave him precisely this feeling.
Rather than saying this connection belonged to his Dao Mansion, it would be more accurate to say it came with the Netherworld-Passing Register.
As he continued observing it, the designation [Map: ?Night?] faintly appeared in his "vision." It flickered constantly, like a faulty connection, as though it might go dark at any moment.
"No way..." Chu Mo murmured.
A hazy realization came to him. If a Dao Register meant entering someone else's Dao Path...
Then a Heavenly Register had its own peculiarities too. Though it offered freedom, since he had received "Heaven's favor," he had to give something in return.
As for how to repay it...
Chu Mo could almost see Fuli Heaven "pointing" at that unfamiliar world, telling him that it wanted to "eat" it.
"Well, damn. No wonder it was so generous." The corner of his eye twitched. Who said entering "government service" meant he would not have to work?
His connection to that world was still weak, but he had a feeling that as his Dao Mansion stabilized, the connection would deepen.
Chu Mo suppressed his surging