The meteorite was massive and dense, dominating the pitch-black sky, making the thought of penetrating it seem daunting. Wang Xuan stood in the crater, gazing around and muttering to himself, "If this were just a regular meteorite, it would be manageable. But if it's denser than my own Life Soil, I'm really going to lose it."0

He wielded the Godslaying Banner, enhancing his spirit's flying speed tenfold. Yet, even traveling through the Life SOil felt like an astronomically long journey. Here, he could spend two or three years just to advance a few hundred meters.0

"If their thickness is similar," he thought, despair creeping in, "how many years would it take to break through this place?"0

"Should I bring in some people to mine for me?" he pondered. But upon reflection, he was reluctant to act recklessly. This place might not connect with the real universe and could be a personal realm of illusion. One wrong move by someone else in his Life Soil could be fatal.0

Distracted, Wang Xuan used the Godslaying Banner like a flying sword, hurling the iron spikes repeatedly, creating sparks in the monotony of his mining and cultivation—a task that could drive anyone mad over the years.0

"Should I just go straight through the existing passage?" he wondered, stepping out of his self-dug crater to observe the meteorite crater above that resembled a volcanic mouth hanging upside down in the sky.0

His emotions were in turmoil. Is it...0