Then Xiao Hua continued flying forward. Though he felt that he had flown a great distance, the starry sky above his head seemed unchanged since time immemorial. If Xiao Hua had not known that he was constantly moving, he would almost have suspected that he had been imprisoned in one spot. Just as Xiao Hua strained his eyes to search for Xu Zhi and the others, his vision suddenly blurred, as though a few halos of light had flashed past. Xiao Hua's heart stirred. He stopped, looked up, and saw that the starry sky was now different from before. It was not merely a simple difference—the strange sight before him left Xiao Hua dumbstruck once again.
Before Xiao Hua, patches of entirely different starry skies had miraculously appeared at the edge of the heavens! The starry sky through which Xiao Hua had previously traveled was gone, reduced to a small piece of starry sky hanging at the edge of this expanse of different skies. Adjacent to that patch was another faint, hazy halo, seemingly the boundary of the starry sky, separating the different skies from one another. Though the starlight in every patch was brilliant, the gleams that flickered were different, as were their rhythms. Most especially, there was no need to distinguish them carefully. As soon as one's gaze swept across these patches of starry sky, a feeling rose from the depths of one's heart, telling one that every patch was utterly distinct!
"Damn it..." Xiao Hua gazed upon that breathtaking, brilliant, boundless starry sky and finally understood the origin of the name Brilliant Star Sea. He could not help sighing. "This is truly the grand handiwork of ancient Primordial Continent mighty experts! Presumably, every starry sky belongs to some realm. So many starry skies... who knew how many