The vast void of the Boundary Sea lay in Dark Silence.
Pinpricks of starlight dotted the distance.
A giant bird slowly traveled through it, bearing a pitch-black World Domain slightly smaller than its own body...
"Fanming isn't exactly slow, even carrying an entire world... it's simply that the Boundary Sea is far larger than we first imagined."
In an antique tea pavilion at the highest point of the Boundary Membrane Daoist Grounds.
From this seat, everything inside and outside the Daoist Grounds, and even beyond the boundary, lay within view.
Frowning, Zhao Feng withdrew his gaze from beyond the boundary.
He looked across at Jiang Yi, whose expression was likewise somewhat grave, and Wang Ba, who was calculating on his fingers.
Roughly two days had passed since they left the Land of Beginnings.
In the past, cultivators would have considered such a span fleeting, not even worth entering seclusion for.
But perhaps because this was their first time setting out to wander the Boundary Sea, everyone found it difficult to remain entirely calm.
Even someone as steady and patient as Zhao Feng had lost count of how often he had stood beside the Boundary Membrane, gazing outside.
A mere two days felt harder to endure than decades or even a century of uninterrupted seclusion.
After all, that was cultivation, where he could experience the delight of his cultivation advancing, whereas now there were untold worries.
Unknown World Eaters lurking in the Boundary Sea, unknown World Domains, and other unknown dangers.
Compared with this vast, boundless Boundary Sea, they knew far, far too little.
Hearing Zhao Feng's words, Jiang Yi could not help nodding gently in deep agreement.
"The Boundary Sea has indeed exceeded my expectations. I thought the boundless expanse described in the sect's records was an exaggeration, but it