The White Hills in their sight looked close, but were actually far away.
Far farther than Wang Ba had expected.
Still, this place changed at every moment, and from time to time they encountered strange regions formed from Immortal Marrow Jade Liquid, where they could harvest a little of it, so Wang Ba and the others did not find the journey dull.
Occasionally, they encountered other cultivators, but neither party dared approach the other.
Meanwhile, the starry sky also changed its appearance, sometimes becoming a world of ice and snow, sometimes an underground Magma Cavern. The many rules could undergo astonishing transformations in an instant.
The others felt little, but Wang Ba alone had once merged with the Little Cang Realm upon reaching Spirit Transformation and studied its rules. His understanding of rules was far deeper than even that of an Integrated Body Late Stage Cultivator.
Now, seeing these exceptionally active rules and comparing the two, he found that stones from another mountain could indeed polish jade. Many of his old confusions melted away like ice and snow, giving him a sense of sudden, thorough comprehension.
He still could not integrate some of his insights into the Dao, but his understanding of rules had already advanced considerably.
Within his Primordial Spirit, the Wind-Driving Staff stirred eagerly, but he forcibly restrained it.
This was not a suitable place, after all.
And as they ventured deeper, the rules around them grew increasingly active at a rate visible to the naked eye.
"Whoa! There's quite a lot of primal chaos source substance here! How many Dao Fields could this build?"
Parting a bank of mist and seeing vast swathes of gray primal chaos source substance filling his vision beyond it, the Corpse-Cooking Ghost King could not help exclaiming in delight.
Although Wang Ba