Early the next morning, before the sky had fully brightened.
Jialing Pass's gates had only just opened, yet two figures already stood outside.
Gu Xingyue wore light traveling clothes, his expression unchanged.
Xuan Zi, however, looked different from usual-an extra Storage Soul Tool hung at her waist.
She still clutched a skewer of candied hawthorn, but her expression was a little more serious than usual.
After all, their destination today was a treasure land her ancestor had hidden for a full ten thousand years.
They could not afford to be careless.
"The Setting Sun Forest isn't far from Jialing Pass." Xuan Zi bit into a candied hawthorn and tipped her chin toward the land beyond the pass. "At our speed, traveling flat out, we can get there before noon. But-"
She glanced at Gu Xingyue, the corner of her mouth lifting.
"With that little frame of yours, I'd better carry you myself. We'll be there in less than two hours."
Xuan Zi was not boasting.
At the Limit Douluo realm, one could already sense and command the spatial power between heaven and earth.
A peerless level-ninety-nine powerhouse could distort space with a mere gesture and shift across short distances-but there were two kinds of this:
One was the basic use of space that naturally came with reaching that realm, reliable but limited in range;
The other involved mastery of spatial laws themselves, allowing long-distance travel through space, crossing the ends of the earth with a mere gesture.
And of those still active on the continent today, the one with the deepest understanding of space... was probably the Beast God dwelling in the core of the Great Star Dou Forest.
A true dragon by birth, after all. That was understandable.
In short, the higher one's realm, the greater one's command of