In that small plane, after completing a resupply, Jiang Huan brought Jiang Chen along and continued on their way.
Such monotonous flying, day after day, stopping and going, went on for several years. They finally arrived at a somewhat larger small world.
A small world was actually a miniature Myriad Heavens Grand World, with a layout similar to a full Myriad Heavens Grand World, but without a Heavenly Emperor, and certainly without any Myriad Heavens Creation Tokens.
Small worlds generally had plane teleportation.
However, the cost of plane teleportation was quite steep.
Fortunately, Jiang Chen and his group were not lacking in money.
Jiang Huan said to Jiang Chen, "In this small world, we'll complete our first plane teleportation. After that, there will be eight more."
"Does every teleportation require such a long trek beforehand?" Jiang Chen asked curiously.
"Heh, sometimes it's necessary, sometimes not. We don't know yet whether the layout has changed. If it has, we might have to take detours. Making it to our destination within a hundred years would be a miracle. My guess is it could take three to five hundred years, for all I know."
These words made the muscles on Jiang Chen's face twitch.
He had promised Huang'er that it would take a few decades to a hundred years at the fastest, and a few thousand to ten thousand years at the slowest. Deep down, he had been hoping it would be quicker.
But reaching the destination would take five hundred years.
Still, Jiang Chen was a man who went with the flow. If it took three to five hundred years, then he would treat the journey itself as a form of training.
Perhaps this was a trial on his path toward becoming a Divine King.
From the ninth level of the Divine Path to the pinnacle of the Divine Path, and then to becoming a Divine King — this process required an extraordinarily long period of accumulation. Most cultivators could never complete this step in their entire lives.
Jiang Chen asked himself and felt he still had great confidence in reaching the Divine King realm. But how difficult the process of getting there would actually be, even he did not know.
The only thing he knew was that the final seal on his sea of consciousness would not shatter until he reached the Divine King realm.
According to his father's guidance, that would be Taiyuan Grand World's Creation Token. Once it shattered and emerged into the world, it would be exposed.
When that happened, Jiang Chen would become the object of envy for many in Taiyuan Grand World.
Of course, the benefits were also obvious. Once he cultivated to the Divine King realm and with the Creation Token in hand, if he could establish his authority in one decisive move, reclaim the throne of Heavenly Emperor, and regain control of Taiyuan Grand World, that would be a wonderful thing.
Now it all depended on how formidable the Divine Kings of Taiyuan Grand World really were, and how many of them had been the masterminds behind the original upheaval.
Jiang Huan's guess proved fairly accurate.
He had traveled from Taiyuan Grand World to the Shenyuan Continent hundreds of thousands of years ago. The layout along the route could not have remained unchanged forever.
Sure enough, by the time they reached the fourth teleportation, changes had appeared. A teleportation formation that had existed before had already been destroyed. In other words, they had to change their route.
This, without a doubt, made their journey significantly longer once again.
Fortunately, Jiang Huan was extremely patient. A change of route was a change of route — he could adapt. A bit more time on the road was simply the price of good things requiring patience.
Moreover, the more circuitous and arduous the journey, the greater the test of Jiang Chen's temperament.