Having brought the Desolate Pagoda back to the Spirit Realm and arranged the many affairs of the mortal realm, He Mu had no intention of delaying any longer. Without the Venerables of the Spirit Realm noticing a thing, he set off directly for the Strange World.
This time, He Mu no longer needed to travel by way of the old Big Dipper Road to Immortality to reach the Strange World.
After all, he had already traveled far enough along the Immortal Dao. His cultivation could be said to reach through heaven and earth; he was no longer the unseasoned Wu Xia A Meng of old.
At the very least, even the Three Heavenly Emperors of the Original Space-Time, during their Red Dust Immortal stage, would have been no match for He Mu today, falling slightly short of him.
Now, how could a mere barrier between worlds possibly stand in his way?
As for the Strange World drifting through the void of the Boundary Sea, its coordinates unfixed and difficult to locate by ordinary methods, requiring even a Red Dust Immortal to expend considerable effort on calculations?
That was even less worth mentioning.
He Mu's Dao Palace incarnation had been stationed in the Strange World for years, both to suppress that other world as its strongest fighting force and to serve as a Void Dao Marker, pointing the way for He Mu in the future.
Thus, He Mu knew the Strange World's coordinates like the back of his hand. This journey there truly posed no difficulty whatsoever for him.
For all these reasons, He Mu alerted no one on this journey. He quietly left the Spirit Realm and headed toward the Cosmic Frontier.
At the Cosmic Frontier, chaos churned, the void thundered, and the myriad Daos of heaven and earth