After absorbing the holy blood, Lu Yu set off once again.
Following the familiar spatial fluctuations, he stepped closer to returning to that world.
After three spatial traversals, Lu Yu discovered yet another intact object floating in the chaotic stream of ti and space—a piece of black decaying wood.
When he tapped the decaying wood with his fingers, a clang clang clang sound echoed as if it was made of tal, and Lu Yu could feel the rigidity resonating back through his fingertips.
Being perfectly preserved in the chaotic spatial currents, there was no doubt it was a treasure.
After carefully sensing it, Lu Yu found that aside from being extrely hard, the black decaying wood seed to have no other function, and he couldn't identify where it might have co from.
Seizing the decaying wood, Lu Yu swung it a couple of tis and realized it would also make a decent weapon to club soone with.
The piece of wood was less than three ters long, resembling a tree trunk hollowed out by insects, with a large section missing from the middle, yet its weight was quite astonishing.
Weighing it in his hand, Lu Yu estimated that the wood must be at least millions of pounds heavy; he couldn't fathom where such dense trees might grow.
Picking up the decaying wood staff, Lu Yu continued onward.
As he pressed forward, he sensed more and more of the familiar spatial fluctuations, drawing ever closer to that familiar world.
With more spatial fluctuations, Lu Yu couldn't discern their origins or directions accurately; sotis, he would end up retracing his steps.
Whenever he sensed a decrease in the familiar spatial fluctuations around him, he knew he had veered off course, and he would correct his path.
As for distinguishing front from back, left from right, in this void of space, such concepts were nonexistent.
He would either drift with the spatial currents or tear through space to move.
In the chaotic space, one could never predict where tearing through space would lead, and even during spatial movent, one's position would continually be affected by the spatial currents, making deviations very normal.
Following the familiar spatial fluctuations and tearing through space was rely a clever thod for Lu Yu to find a reference point in the endless spatial chaos.
But whether these reference points along the path pointed closer to or further from the world, Lu Yu could only try personally to find out the result.
After tearing through space six tis, Lu Yu materialized only to imdiately sense an intense danger surrounding him.
Instinctively, Lu Yu raised the black decaying wood stick he had picked up in front of himself.
Boom! Lu Yu's figure was struck by a force, thrown over ten kiloters away before he managed to co to a stop, glancing at the decaying wood stick in his hand, now marked by a sword gash over a centiter deep.
Lu Yu was shocked; with all his might, he could only leave a mark less than a milliter deep on the decaying wood, yet this attack was more than ten tis stronger than his full strength.
Without hesitating, Lu Yu tore open a spatial rift and vanished from the spot.
A golden flying sword descended from above where Lu Yu had stood, but he was long gone. The golden sword cut into empty space, shredding the surrounding spatial currents, clearing the area, and creating a montary vacuum.
In the last mont before leaving, Lu Yu saw the culprit behind the attack.
It was a golden sword, radiating such brilliance that it pained Lu Yu's eyes, even causing a pricking sensation in his soul.
Although Lu Yu had never seen a Divine Soldier, he guessed that this sword might be a Divine Soldier.
"A Divine Soldier! I actually encountered a lost Divine Soldier..."
After escaping to a space void of anything, Lu Yu exhaled a sigh of relief and lanted.
Though he felt it was a pity, he valued his life more. Had it not been for the decaying wood stick, he might have been seriously injured or even slain by that golden holy sword upon appearing.
As fine as a Divine Soldier is, one's life is even more precious.
Encountering holy blood, seeing the decaying wood stick, and stumbling upon a Divine Soldier, all these events told Lu Yu that in this endlessly dangerous stream of spatial chaos, many treasures unachievable for most lay hidden.
Holy blood and Divine Soldiers, things almost impossible to acquire in a normal world, had already been found by Lu Yu—what else was impossible?
Though Lu Yu regretted not being able to take away the Divine Soldier, he understood that with his current strength, it was impossible to wield a Divine Soldier.
Divine Soldiers supposedly have so intelligence upon birth—let alone holy weapons, which are akin to sacred ancestors in weapon form.
To dream of wielding such a level of weaponry, one would either need absolute strength or have an extraordinary connection with the Divine Soldier.
That slash wasn't the true power of the golden Divine Soldier; Lu Yu was aware of this.
A real Divine Soldier possesses the might to sever galaxies in a single strike.
After calming his excited mind, Lu Yu ticulously sensed the surrounding spatial fluctuations.
He furrowed his brows; his hasty escape had caused him to drift quite far from his original target, as the number of familiar spatial fluctuations here was sparse, setting him back to square one.
Lu Yu showed a helpless expression, thinking 'back to square one' was just 'back to square one'!
Among the few familiar spatial fluctuations he detected, he chose a direction and tore through space.
After a few tis, Lu Yu returned to approximately his previous location, indicating that he had chosen the right direction, drawing nearer to the world.
"Hmm?" Lu Yu's eyes lit up; he spotted sothing again.
This ti, he was very cautious, splitting off a strand of consciousness, dropping a finger to beco a small figure, and sending the consciousness into the small body to fly over.
In the endless spatial chaos, one cannot directly expose the soul, as the soul's resistance to the chaotic spatial currents is far less than that of the physical body and can easily be torn to shreds.
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