Chapter 4601: Not Even a Golden-Winged Roc Could Fly Like This

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Chapter 4601: Chapter 4601: Not Even a Golden-Winged Roc Could Fly Like This Chapter 4601: Not Even a Golden Winged Roc Could Fly Like This The Calamity Boat navigated through the deepest void of the Wilds, aimless and outside the bounds of time. Lin Moyu felt the aura of the Chaos Wilds; the rules of the world were subtly shifting. Compared with when he first arrived, his soul power had grown much stronger, sharpening his senses and deepening his understanding of the world’s order. He could sense the flow of the Dao more clearly than ever and track subtle changes in the world, so he no longer worried about getting lost the rules themselves guided him. Along the way, he encountered several mindless lifeforms, all of which he easily defeated to use as nourishment for his domains. The rules became ever clearer; at the edge of the Wilds’ deepest region, he could already sense the Dao within Chaos Wilds. To the dormant trio including the little tree this was the sweetest breath. In those depths, they barely dared breathe, feeling almost as if that was their forbidden ground. Born of chaos and the Wilds, they were made for that place but it came with a ceiling. Once their limits were reached, further growth was impossible. When the Calamity Boat finally left the deepest region for the main void, all three sighed in relief. The rules of chaos and the Wilds descended; Dao here was less defined than in chaos, but still present. Lin Moyu’s aura began to spike his time spent in the Wilds’ depths now erupted. His power rapidly surged, reaching the peak of perfected Chaos Realm in just half a day. He could go further reach perfection but with all his domains stored away, he was fully disconnected from local rules, so the world counted him as domain less. Without a domain, advancement was impossible unless he, like the little roc and little tree, absorbed primordial qi. But that only granted the power of perfection, not the true realm. For ancient beings like the little tree, only power mattered; Lin Moyu cared about strength and proper breakthrough. By hiding his domains, the rules concluded he couldn’t advance, so he remained at the peak of advanced Chaos Realm always ready to break through. This was considered a fine level for his age, especially compared to veterans who’d lived tens of millions of years he was still young. Once the rules receded, Lin Moyu activated the Karmic Ring. "With effect and no cause lock onto Purple Star Sovereign’s location!" He boldly targeted Purple Star Sovereign knowing he’d be discovered but feeling no fear. If the other wanted to negotiate, fine; if not, fists would do the talking. Within Chaos Wilds, the Karmic Ring revealed its defiant nature once again. The ’fruit’ was planted and an enormous backlash followed. In the past, this would guarantee multiple deaths for Lin Moyu if it involved a Sovereign, but now he simply frowned and suppressed every bit of backlash. This meant he could freely use the Karmic Ring from now on; any backlash would be no more than a minor annoyance. The Concealing Pearl activated, hiding Lin Moyu and the little roc’s figures. In the Wilds, the little roc’s speed was unparalleled; using him as a mount was far faster than the Calamity Boat. The Karmic Ring’s feedback showed Purple Star Sovereign was extremely distant they’d need to fly a while. "Hope things go smoothly!" Lin Moyu murmured, now synchronized with time. Counting from when he first entered the Wilds’ depths, a thousand years had passed in the outside world. In his mind, he’d experienced only several years there inside years, outside a millennium; a vast difference. He wondered how far the disaster had advanced, but nothing surpassed the importance of his current mission. Before, he lacked power now he had it, and the first priority was finding people. "Let nothing go wrong don’t make things hard for me!" Lin Moyu thought this as he rode on, activating the Karmic Ring again to ’plant the fruit.’ "With effect and no cause all my wives are safe!" The Ring hummed, but this time, no backlash appeared. Lin Moyu’s expression suddenly darkened ’fruit planting’ failed, meaning something had happened to Ning Yiyi and the others. "No, that can’t be right." He quickly calmed down and understood something important. If one of his wives died, the Ring’s karma would count the rest as safe so the process would not fail. For it to fail, only two options existed: either all had perished, leaving no wives behind for karma to track, or they were in a realm beyond karma perhaps the Wilds’ deepest center. He recalled Southern Gold Sovereign mentioning Purple Star was undertaking something extremely risky. In the Chaos Wilds, anything called risky was rare indeed. He didn’t know what the Purple Star Sovereign was up to, but it was certainly nothing simple. He couldn’t solve the mystery from here he’d have to hurry and see for himself. "Little roc, speed up!" Feeling Lin Moyu’s urgency, the little roc pushed himself to maximum speed. He repeatedly cast secret techniques that let him instantly vault billions of miles, each move resembling teleportation but costing him dearly. No matter; Lin Moyu’s business was his own. Even if it exhausted him, he’d recover later every second saved mattered. Lin Moyu’s eyes narrowed, dangerous light flashing. If Ning Yiyi and the others were fine, so be it. If anything happened, words were useless he’d show them just how hard his fists could strike. No disaster, no schemes everything else could get lost! The gap quickly closed; what should have taken years was compressed to a mere year by the little roc’s mad rush. By the end, the little roc was spent and nearly dead, close to collapse. Had Lin Moyu not continually restored him with life force, he’d never have made it. Even in ancient times, no golden winged roc ever traveled like this this was less a journey and more a race against destiny. Lin Moyu stowed the roc away, letting him rest, while the little tree sent out roots to track Purple Star. The Karmic Ring’s lock was on a range, not a precise point; the little tree could leverage his own advantages to narrow it down. They found themselves in a void Purple Star clearly wasn’t at that spatial layer, but such obstacles were nothing for the little tree. Moments later, the little tree whispered, "Found them they’re in the lowest layer of space." "We’ll go in," Lin Moyu said. To read ahead subscribe to my p@treon Ko-fi.com/translatetoki only donate if u want to My p@treon is now up go to [email protected]/Translatetoki Remove the @ symbol and type a

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