"This direction, something's off! Why are they deviating so much? What are they up to?" In the vast Void, Muria looked out, briefly calculating the location of his parents through his bloodline senses and found it vastly different from the Void coordinates of the other eight worlds he had obtained.
Sensing something amiss, Muria headed toward the location indicated by his bloodline senses. Feeling uneasy, he released the Void Fleet he carried with him from his Semi Plane.
A majestic Void Fleet, composed of over a hundred battleships, sailed out from the portal of his Semi Plane.
"Coordinates..." Muria confirmed the Void coordinates and then directed the fleet toward that specific location.
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"This world." After voyaging through the Void for several months, Muria finally arrived outside the barrier of a world. He looked down at the sparkling world barrier below that was no different from other worlds, a hint of doubt flashing in his eyes.