Spatial storms would occasionally wreak havoc in the endless space as streaks of comets regularly flew across along with a considerable noise that echoed between the heavens and earth.
Suddenly, a streak of light flew across. The travel-worn silhouette constantly looked around as if he was looking for something.
“The Lower Plane that the White Dragon Sovereign came from should be in that direction.” The young silhouette muttered to himself while occasionally looking down on the back of his hand. There was a white dragon rune that was emanating a white light. The silhouette was naturally Mu Chen.
Ever since he left the Northern Domain, he had been on the journey for three months now. He did not even take a break but was steadily heading...