When Xu Zimo rode the shifting formation and it began operating, he saw the Heavenly Net and Earthly Net laid out in the void.
Countless straight formation lines, like lasers, intersected with one another.
They were densely packed, too numerous to count.
With tens of millions of formation lines connected together, one could well imagine just how vast the formation arranged around them was.
And from every formation line, Xu Zimo could sense endless Killing Intent.
He was somewhat glad that he had not let his head grow hot and chosen to launch a direct assault alongside the Dragon Python Sacred Emperor.
With his current strength, perhaps even this formation would be unable to do anything to him.
But it would ultimately entangle him and prevent him from obtaining the inheritance of the Ancient Space God. If the Sacred Ancestor and the others noticed something was wrong and rushed over then—
The final decisive battle would likely have to begin ahead of time.
Xu Zimo was not afraid, but he was not yet prepared. It was not the best time.
One had to know that in a great battle, even the slightest shred of winning odds was immensely important.
Rushing into battle was not a wise choice.
At this moment, as the shifting formation continued moving, Xu Zimo discovered that he too was constantly traversing time and space.
It could be said that he was continuously passing through deeper layers of space.
As for which layer of space the Sacred Meteor Pavilion was located in, Xu Zimo did not know either.
Finally, after some time—
Xu Zimo felt the changes in space grow much smaller.
The shifting of his figure gradually came to a stop as well.
Not far ahead, another Void Gate appeared.
Then, the Void Gate opened on