Luo Feng finally stopped where time flowed 3,000 times faster than in the outside world.
He landed on a massive flying rock. "Brother Yun, this is my limit."
This distance was already the limit for Universe Masters. The other nineteen Universe Masters were at roughly the same distance.
"Then cultivate here," Yun He said. "I haven't reached my limit yet. I'll keep going."
"Mm." Luo Feng nodded.
Whoosh!
Yun He continued forward.
What!
He can still go farther?
The nineteen Universe Masters watched in utter astonishment.
They hurriedly contacted their clans, retrieving intelligence to look up information on Yun He.
They wanted to see whether he really was humanity's newly risen powerhouse, the Lord of the Mixed Hole.
3,100 times, 3,300 times, 3,500 times, 5,000 times...
When the flow of time reached 10,000 times the outside rate, Yun He finally stopped.
"The pressure is intense."
Standing on a massive rock, Yun He gazed at the towering Black Pattern Stone Pillar in the distance.
"The Will Impact here is already quite uncomfortable. Still, it isn't enough to make me lose my composure."
"If I keep going, I'll probably have to devote all my attention to resisting the Will Impact. I won't be able to cultivate at all."
"This will do," Yun He said softly.
Swish!
He casually waved a hand.
Thud!
A black Supreme Treasure throne appeared out of thin air, then settled firmly onto the rock.
Yun He stepped forward and sat on the black throne, leaning against its backrest with his hands resting on the armrests.
Then he closed his eyes, studying the secret patterns while resisting the Will Impact.
Too conspicuous?
So what?
Having reached this point, Yun He no longer needed to keep a low profile.
Since he had brought a Supreme Treasure throne, why should