After closing the communication with Viola, Jie Ming sat quietly in the meditation chamber for a long time.
That pure white light screen lingered deep in his consciousness, like an eternal white sun.
Every time he blinked, that overwhelming whiteness uncontrollably surfaced in his mind, as if a corner of the entire Endless Chaotic Void had been swallowed by that light.
But in the end, he gently exhaled and suppressed all distracting thoughts.
"No rush."
He murmured to himself.
"No matter what that is, it's not something I can touch at my current level."
Curious as he was, he knew curiosity could never replace power.
Regardless of what the starting plane of Wizard Civilization really is, or what secrets lie behind that white light, the most important thing for him right now is still just one thing—to improve his strength as much as possible.
He quickly composed his mind, unfolded the Law-Crystallization Domain again, and for the second time fused with the planar origin of the Infernal Sulfur Plane.
This time, his target was no longer that white light, but the unmarked, unrecovered drifting planes in the Endless Chaotic Void.
But before actually starting the search, he did something he hadn't done last time.
Confirm his search range.
Wizard Civilization has extremely strict regional divisions for plane searching.
The searchable range for each wizard force is based on the origin coordinate point, in an artificially divided three-dimensional coordinate system, with different angular ranges allocated according to the size of the force.
Each force can only extend its search along its permitted angle and must not cross boundaries.
This set of rules was personally established by ninth-level wizards at the beginning of Wizard Civilization's expansion.
It has been enforced for endless ages and even directly included in the contracts that wizard apprentices must sign.
The Nolen Workshop is merely a middle-tier force within the Star Ring Federation, and the search angle allocated to it is pitifully small.
Roughly, with the starting plane as the origin, it's a sharp conical search range of only a few zero-point-zero-zero degrees.
And even this range was only obtained after the Nolen Workshop defeated the Chaos Secret Cult and the Tower of Annihilation, confiscating the observation ranges of those two wizard forces.
But although the observation angle sounds tiny, the territory of Wizard Civilization is truly vast.
When radiated to the location of the Nolen Workshop, even such a tiny angle actually covers an astonishingly vast area.
It is no exaggeration to say that, given that the Chaos Secret Cult and the Tower of Annihilation have already withdrawn from this void, the current number of high-level wizards in the Nolen Workshop simply cannot completely sweep this angle clean.
A large number of potential planes hide in that twisted, colorful backdrop, waiting for some patient wizard to dig them out one by one.
Jie Ming locked his perception origin on that huge pure white sphere and, according to the angle parameters allocated to him by the Nolen Workshop, precisely calculated his own search sector.
Then he lowered the intensity of the Law-Crystallization Domain and, with the aid of a planar-level array, began to search that twisted and chaotic void backdrop little by little. For the next few hours, he barely moved.
He just controlled the array, sweeping his search area inch by inch.
Time slowly passed.
A few hours later, Jie Ming exited the fusion state with nothing to show for it.
After exiting the fusion state, he rubbed his temples and couldn't help but sigh.
"I expected it, but I didn't think it would be such a brute-force job."
This is purely grunt work.
Unmarked planes, against the 'background' of the Endless Chaotic Void, are almost indistinguishable from ordinary elemental turbulence.
They quietly hide among countless colorful, twisted points of light, blending in with the surrounding turbulence.
Of course, theoretically, a formed plane also produces law fluctuations, but these faint fluctuations themselves are masked by the background 'noise' of the Endless Chaotic Void.
To find an unmarked drifting plane in the Endless Chaotic Void, what high-level wizards do is essentially no different from an ordinary person searching an entire beach for a grain of diamond exactly the same size as sand.
Patience, luck, and a lot of time.
These are the three essentials of plane searching.
Jie Ming leaned back in his chair and began to have some sneaky thoughts.
"I can't solve patience and time for now, but luck... maybe there's a way?"
He recalled those fate-type high-level wizards he had met; almost all of them were adept at using fate-related knowledge to assist in finding planes.
For example, the several seventh-level fate-type wizards he had cooperated with in previous missions.
When they mentioned 'finding planes,' their tone was always casual, as if picking up shells on a beach.
Since the law of fate can see the direction of the future, it naturally can also see clues about 'where to find a plane.'
Although the fate-related knowledge he currently possesses is not much, after years of passive accumulation by the Destiny System, plus his understanding of the law of cause and effect at the Dao Integration Realm, he is still stronger than those wizards who have only touched the threshold of the law of fate.
"I can try—"
Thinking this, Jie Ming cautiously activated the Destiny System, then activated the True Illusion Void-Breaking Eye, and using the Law-Crystallization Domain as a medium, he fully exerted the knowledge that could barely be called the law of fate.
What he wanted to see was, within the search angle range of the Nolen Workshop, in which direction and at what distance, he could find an unmarked ownerless plane.
Then...
Bang!
His head exploded.
Literally exploded.
The part of Jie Ming above his neck was instantly burst into fine dust by a pure torrent of information.
Flesh, bone, soul... all the material and immaterial structures composing his head were blown apart at the same moment by an immeasurable amount of information.
The false body in the meditation chamber exploded on the spot.
The thousand-meter true body hidden beneath the false body uncontrollably revealed itself, and the head with two faces, one on each side, burst open from within, splattering dark golden flesh all over the rune-covered walls of the meditation chamber.
The terrifying power instantly spread outward, causing the sky of the Infernal Sulfur Plane to tremble violently and forming a cloud of golden light expanding outward.
The Black Giants only saw the sky shake for a moment, then quickly return to normal.
But considering that their master was a wizard, and since no alarm had sounded, the Black Giants were not too surprised.
Jie Ming's remaining consciousness let out an almost uncontrollable scream in his spiritual sea, forcibly cutting off the fusion with the planar origin.
His true body crashed onto the meditation chamber floor, with only a few strands of dark golden muscle fibers slowly wriggling above the neck.
Fortunately, after the tempering of the body refinement method by solar true fire, the efficiency of flesh regeneration had already become absurdly exaggerated.
The shattered bone fragments were pulled back together by an invisible force, muscle fibers reorganized bit by bit like weaving, and the dark golden blood flowed back into the body as if alive.
Skin began to cover from the top of the skull downward, and the features of the two faces, front and back, re-formed within a few breaths.