He had returned.
Chu Ning reflected on his prior experiences, a hint of regret on his face.
It was clear that it was because he had grasped the first layer of the Way of Space's trajectory that the small raindrops had fallen.
If he could have observed it a few times more, he might have gained a deeper understanding of the Way of Space.
What a pity.
Unfortunately, his realm was insufficient, and even the profound energy of Xuanhuang could not support his entire body in withstanding these raindrops.
Each raindrop represented a birth of a new space.
The end of space should be the world itself.
If he could fully grasp Divine Space Skills, would he not then be able to travel back and forth between Cangtian Realm and its many minor worlds?
