"Hey... it's done..."
"Okay... come back..."
Although the thoughts lingering in the Law Realm were fragmented and in disarray, Lin Xing knew he was on the right track.
With a swift movement, his figure swept across the low altitude, following the residual thoughts and moving forward until, after more than an hour, he arrived in front of a forest.
In his Law Realm vision, myriad thoughts stirred back and forth ahead, with the fluctuations of countless Immortal Artifacts blending with the Law Realm.
"It seems this is the base of that bunch."
However, Lin Xing didn't charge in directly but sat down cross-legged instead, a thought already infiltrating the Law Realm.
At this moment, he felt like he had become an invisible wind, his vision no longer able to see the material world's mountains and rivers, only various thoughts, lights, information, Immortal Qi, and the surge of spiritual mechanisms. It was the pure perception of the Law Realm in effect.
