Chapter 229: Spatial Ability? Where Did My Juanzhu Go?

After leaving the ocean, Baichuan once again took to the sky.

He breathed in the familiar fresh air and gazed upon the vast, boundless land below.

For a moment, Baichuan's heart surged with emotion; it had been far too long since he last tasted the joy of flight. Right now, all he wanted was to dance through the air freely, to stretch his enormous dragon body that had grown somewhat unfamiliar.

Still, he suppressed his excitement, driving the dense energy between heaven and earth to slowly wrap around his massive dragon form, and then—vanished into thin air.

This was not his old "Environment Simulation" ability returning. Ever since iron armor had grown over his scales, he had lost that ability.

Of course, that wasn't quite right either, because the stealth he was using now was also this kind of ability—only the host wielding it had become the energy light points scattered between heaven and earth.

These light points, while wrapping around him, could not only make his figure disappear but also absorb his aura.

At this moment, even though he was still in his original position, as long as it was a creature living on this planet—one accustomed to the omnipresent light point energy in the air—it would be nearly impossible for any of them to detect his presence.

Because it was precisely those heaven-and-earth energy particles, utterly familiar to the planet's creatures, that were helping him hide and vanish.

If put in the language of fantasy cultivation, at this moment he had gained the aid of heaven and earth. This heaven and earth had erased his aura and existence; as long as a being was still bound by this heaven and earth, none of them could discover him unless he wished it.

Even those Spirit, unless they could see through the true nature of heaven-and-earth energy and were actively looking, would basically be unable to detect him.

After finishing all this, Baichuan finally began to consider where he should head first.

"Mm, I'll go back to Tiandu Feixu and take a look first."

After a moment of contemplation, Baichuan decisively settled on his current objective.

Because he suddenly recalled that during his slumber, he had once been jolted awake.

And the location at that time was precisely that Tiandu Feixu!

The place where the spatial passage between the two worlds lay, and where the Primordial Dragon stood guard.

And under the circumstances of that time, whatever could put his strongest Juanzhu, the Primordial Dragon, in mortal peril and even trigger the contingency he had left behind—

—could not possibly have been ordinary humans of this world, nor those newly mutated giant beasts.

Because at that time, according to his calculations, the energy between heaven and earth should have only just reached the point of blanketing the entire planet; there was basically no concentration to speak of.

Under such conditions, how could outrageously powerful giant beasts have been bred? After all, no matter how much they mutated and evolved, they still had to obey the basic rules.

The only possibility was that beings from another world had already crossed over at that time.

He had no idea how strong those cross-world beings actually were, or what tier they belonged to in that other world.

Still, beings capable of crossing worlds shouldn't be at the level of random passers-by over there, right?

At this moment, Baichuan could only speculate uncertainly.

Perhaps this was why, even after awakening and sensing that his own power had become incomparably greater, he had not acted rashly.

No matter how strong he was, he was still confined to a planet that was relatively insignificant in the cosmos. In that deep, mysterious universe, beings stronger than him surely existed in great numbers.

Unfortunately, during that great battle at the time, bound by his own plans, he had been stretched too thin and could not go inspect the situation personally.

But now that he had awakened, it was time to go check and deal with this lingering threat.

Lost in thought, Baichuan swayed his long dragon body and swam soundlessly through the atmosphere toward Tiandu Feixu.

At this moment, his Flight no longer required his whole body to be electrified to adjust the magnetic repulsion between the planet and himself.

Because the omnipresent energy between heaven and earth was spontaneously carrying him forward.

It could be said that he was now almost traveling in another space between the planet that no one had ever set foot in—a space behind the heaven-and-earth energy, a space that belonged solely to him.

Vast amounts of energy permeated between heaven and earth; this energy could shield his figure, erase his aura, and resist any force attacking him, while he could touch behind an enemy's back at any moment to strike. To oppose him was to oppose an entire heaven and earth.

If this wasn't another space, then what was it?

Time began to flow once more, and in the blink of an eye another five days had passed.

And now Baichuan had finally left the skies above the ocean and entered the continent of Yuanshi Dalu.

As for why he was so slow, taking a full five days to set foot again on this familiar yet strange continent—

—it was because he had no intention of rushing. During this time, he had been leisurely advancing while absorbing all the special abilities from each region he passed through, trying to find some peculiar abilities with tremendous potential.

For instance, an ability to control nuclear energy, another devastatingly powerful offensive ability, or perhaps some abstruse ability of the Space variety.

Although he now possessed, to some extent, an ability that looked like Space Shuttle to outside creatures, who would ever complain about having too many abilities?

Unfortunately, not a single one. The only thing worth celebrating was that he had obtained several abilities related to lifespan.

These had allowed him to initially and thoroughly break free from the shackles of lifespan. Previously, his true lifespan had been a mere hundred years; surviving this long was entirely thanks to his slumber ability, which let him count one day as several, and the fact that slumber consumed no lifespan.

But now he had no need to worry. Thanks to the abilities of a few oddly shaped ocean behemoths, he had successfully ascended into a transcendent being with a true lifespan of a full thousand years.

Although this thousand years was still incomparably brief compared to celestial bodies measured in hundreds of millions of years, against human standards it was absurdly long.

One must remember that he, Baichuan, had once been an ordinary human with a lifespan of less than a hundred years.

His current gains could be considered in line with his expectations.

However, his gains amounted to nothing more than this.

"Hm? What's going on?"

Just then, Baichuan abruptly raised his dragon head and gazed into the distance, his expression full of puzzlement.

Because he had suddenly spotted, five whole kilometers away in the sky, a strange, somewhat sci-fi-looking flying vessel fleeing in panic, with a creature roughly thirteen meters in size—resembling the dragons from his past life's knowledge—chasing after it, and on the dragon's back sat a man with bulging, furious eyes.

This vessel, this man, and this dragon were all heading toward his position.

"What's going on here? Could it be that after three hundred-plus years, these humans have developed to such an absurd level? Flying vessels have even appeared."

At this moment, Baichuan's head was full of questions.

If he wasn't getting senile, he clearly remembered telling his Juanzhu before his slumber to monitor the development of human civilization, and to snuff out the spark the moment any technology-oriented civilization emerged, to prevent a technological civilization like the one from his past life.

Because at the time, under the pressure of two unknown crises, he desperately needed a civilization of universal mutation and evolution; only such a civilization could evolve and mutate all kinds of powerful abilities to let him grow stronger quickly.

So how had flying vessels even appeared now?

Where had his Juanzhu gone?

Weren't they managing things?

Or had something happened to them in that incident?

At this moment, a flood of doubts surged into Baichuan's heart.

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(End of chapter)