Chaos Void.
Chaos Qi drifting.
A vast Chaos Continent raced forward, continuously crossing great stretches of spacetime, advancing toward its predetermined destination.
On the Chaos Continent, Lin Yuan's gaze remained calm, clearly sensing the distance between himself and his true self rapidly growing further apart.
If not for stepping into the twelfth tier, with his mental will surging, he might not have been able to maintain this avatar at this moment.
"My spacetime perception has already reached the peak of the Seventh Realm. The maximum range this avatar can operate within is a thousandfold, even ten thousandfold higher than before stepping into the twelfth tier; it's sufficient."
Lin Yuan thought to himself.
To avoid the aftermath of an impending battle between two Chaos Great Saints, the Chaos Continent of Ancient Ming began its migration after the conclusion of the Thousand Treasures Convention.
