After leaving Tingyu Market, Chen Sheng walked to a nameless valley. His footsteps paused slightly, and his Divine Sense swept like an invisible spotlight toward a seemingly ordinary bush on the right.
The leaves of that bush were slightly darker than those around it, and more curiously, when the breeze swept through, it would silently shift direction.
Amidst the play of light and shadow, faint void wrinkles the size of grains of rice flickered between the branches and leaves—traces left where the boundary of a realm and the present world fused.
"This small realm, opened up during the Nascent Soul Early-stage, now seems to have many flaws."
Chen Sheng chuckled softly. At that time, he had just begun to grasp the Void Power. When he opened the small realm, the array pattern nodes were coarse, and the connections even left fine gaps. If it were now, he could set up a more hidden and stable realm with just a flick of his finger.
