Time flowed like water. In the blink of an eye, over six hundred years went by. 0

Wu Yuan didn't know how many light years he had traveled, but he still hadn't reached the end of the mysterious passage.0

His initial worry and agitation gradually gave way to calm.0

Anxious? There's no use in being anxious. Besides trying to find a way out, I can only cultivate. Wu Yuan thought to himself. However, the attacks of these Mist Dreams aren’t too terrifying. Even though I sink into them, they haven't destroyed me. If Sovereign Lan Yan encountered the same thing, she shouldn't have perished.0

Of course, Wu Yuan wasn't absolutely certain. Perhaps Sovereign Lan Yan had already fallen.0

The only thing giving Wu Yuan confidence was that the Spacetime Dao Realm hadn't transmitted news of Sovereign Lan Yan's demise.0

According to Sovereign Hei Zhen, Sovereign Hong Yi, and the others, if Sovereign Lan Yan truly died, the Dao Realm would certainly know. Because that was a measure put in place by the Spacetime Dao Master.0

The Dao Master's methods are heaven-defying. Detecting Sovereign Lan Yan's death shouldn't be difficult. Wu Yuan thought to himself. As long as she wasn't dead, there was a possibility of rescue.0

Let's continue. It's only been a little over six hundred years. Wu Yuan knew there was no use in rushing. Being trapped in exploration sites for hundreds of millions...0