Vol 3 Chapter 4695: The Battle of the Conferred God and the Disciple

Earlier, Hou Yi had instructed himself repeatedly, that although the Chosen One could travel through time and space with the power of the Sealed Astrolabe and the Baolian Lantern, at best he could only travel through the cracks of time and space.
In other words, Shen Lang after crossing will be constrained by the law of time, and can only exist in a certain era in the past, but it is impossible to stay in this era for a long time.
Moreover, the time that he can exist in this era is quite limited. If you are lucky, it may be a million years. If you are lucky, it may not be impossible for three or two years.
As a result, for Shen Lang, the reincarnation temple, which can greatly extend the time, became the most precious thing.
Shen Lang didn't want to waste time, so he decided to find a monk to ask questions.
He turned on the Asura sacred pupil, swept back and forth, and his insight covered tens of millions of miles, but he still didn't find the shadow of half a monk.
Looking around, there is a vast sea of ​​smoke, with no end in sight.
"Tsk, trouble!"
Shen Lang slapped his lips. The sea environment of this era is completely different from that of his own time. Even if Shen Lang has set foot in most parts of the True Immortal Realm, he cannot tell what kind of sea it is.
If you fly indiscriminately, you can easily lose your way.
Fortunately, Shen Langxiu had blood shadow magic, and under the rapid flight, even if the wide sea area lasted for a few months, it was enough to cross.
Shen Lang judged that there should be islands where human monks were active in this sea area, and as long as he found one or two islands, he could figure out the current situation.
After making up his mind, Shen Lang randomly chose a direction, his body turned into a blood shadow form, and flew away quickly.
"Boom boom boom!"
Shen Lang flew away in a state of blood shadow, fast enough to distort space.
A blood shadow glided across the sea like lightning, and the power of the distorted space made the sea below restless, setting off huge waves, and the momentum was amazing!
When Shen Lang flew at full speed, he keenly discovered that the interface space of this era was much more stable than the era he lived in.
In the era of extinction, he flew at full speed in the form of blood shadows, and the energy overflowing from his body could even create spatial cracks, but he couldn't do it in this era.
Sure enough, it confirmed the Donghua Emperor's statement that the interface energy of the true immortal world has been declining since the Great Tribulation of the Lich, and the power of space has also become weaker and weaker as the interface energy passes.
Looking at it this way, Shen Lang felt that the era he had traveled to was at least before the Five Emperors era.
After flying for about half a time, Shen Lang finally found something!
He didn't find any islands, but found traces of some monks.
In front of the sea, a few cultivators flew towards Shen Lang with a panic expression, as if they were avoiding some disaster.
There happened to be a bald cultivator with a ground immortal cultivation base who was fleeing towards Shen Lang. His expression was unusually flustered, perhaps because he was too panicked. The bald cultivator almost ran into Shen Lang who was parked in the air.
"I'm sorry, senior for being spared!"
Perceiving the astonishing suffocation released by Shen Lang's whole body, the bald monk was so scared that he was so scared that he immediately dodged and avoided after exclaiming for mercy.
"Hey, don't rush to leave, my son has some questions I want to ask you!"
Shen Lang pulled the bald monk back with one hand.
"Yes, yes, seniors, please!"
The bald-headed monk trembles with the ferocious aura that Shen Lang inadvertently released from his body, and hastened to respond.
Shen Lang asked bluntly: "You tell me, where is this place?"
As soon as he said this, the bald-headed cultivator was stunned, wondering if there was something wrong with this senior's brain, how could he ask such an idiot question?
He didn't dare to question Shen Lang, and tremblingly clasped his fists in response: "Back to senior, this is Tianyuanhai, Tianyuan Beihai!"