Scheming

The other elders frowned. Just a few days ago, they realized their teleportation formations to Dark Ocean stopped functioning all together. As a result, the only method they had to check what happened was to go the long way… travelling to another universe took five to ten years at a minimum. Then there was the return trip to account for.

What they didn't know was that their efforts were futile. If they tried to find Dark Ocean based on the previous coordinates they were aware of, they'd end up lost in the void. Dyon had long since changed the coordinates, meaning the only method of finding Dark Ocean was through Dyon himself, or with the help of a spatial and void will expert.

"This is too coincidental." Another elder chimed in. "Just as we were about to focus our attention on the Dark Ocean again, we started to experience a constant barrage of attacks. We even lost several elders, and countless pseudo-dao experts…