Otherwise, he wouldn't have instantly detected a work world from the Xuanzhen Daoist's casual remark "unknowable cardinal number."
However, the world he detected at this moment was not the true work world where Fang Ming resided.
Venerable Yunlong, after being reminded by Daojun Lu Ya, finally understood.
The true work world where Fang Ming resided must be in the next era, a work world not under the dominion of the Supreme Honghuang.
And Venerable Yunlong, within the Void Sea under the rule of the Supreme Honghuang, in this era, could search from the beginning to the end of the Void Sea's time and still not find the true work world where Fang Ming resided. He had only found a reflection, a projection, an isotope.
An isotope was not the real him.
An isotope work world was not the true work world.
Therefore, even with his mythical Great Luo power, he could not find the true Fang Ming.
"The gap between eras..."
The gap between eras was not a temporal gap, not a temporal gap in the broad sense of the Void Sea.
Even a powerful Great Luo immortal like Venerable Yunlong could not cross eras and strike at Fang Ming across time.
And defeating an isotope was not something to be proud of.
Instead, it made Venerable Yunlong feel a sense of shame he had never experienced.
"Eras influence each other," Daojun Lu Ya said.
"As the next era, with more and more names and traces appearing, like this Fang Ming, whose isotope has been reflected into the current era, it means that unknown enemies are shaking the rule of the Supreme Honghuang."
"Whether the next era exists is still unknown, and those who exist in the unknown are about to use the next era to, in turn, seal the fate of our current era, to seal our doomed end."
"We must be careful."
In the collision and mutual influence of two eras.
The true Fang Ming's residence, and Fang Ming himself, were only a small part of the game.
Venerable Yunlong could not eliminate the true Fang Ming, not because Fang Ming was strong, nor because of his future achievements, but simply because the difference in eras prevented Venerable Yunlong from acting against people or things that existed in the next era.
Fang Ming was actually irrelevant.
As more and more names and isotopes appeared in the Supreme Honghuang era, it wasn't just Fang Ming; there were many signs, and many Great Luo immortals had sensed them.
Fang Ming was merely one of countless signs.
He was originally insignificant.
But Daojun Lu Ya had an idea.
"Whether the next era exists, I do not know."
No one could know the success or failure of a True Saint.
Even if a True Saint failed, it might only be a disguise, or they might have defeated a projection of the True Saint, not the True Saint himself.
The supreme powerhouses of the previous era, although their figures could no longer be seen in the countless work worlds of the Void Sea's past, present, and future.
They had not truly perished.
Or, it should be said, for them, perishing or not perishing was irrelevant; they could exist in a state of both perishing and not perishing simultaneously.
The True Saints had not resolved them.
The supreme powerhouses of the Void Sea could do this.
And the enemies of the future could not resolve the True Saints.
Even if they suffered a temporary defeat.
Sooner or later, they would return and contend for dominance of the era again.
Since he already knew certain signs of the future, Daojun Lu Ya naturally had to make arrangements for a potentially defeated future, so that he could return and fight again when that time came.
"The more arrangements, the better."
"I have already made three hundred and forty million arrangements, allowing me to return with these pieces if I am defeated in the future."
"Now, I will also make Fang Ming an arrangement, treating him as a spare piece in the game, making arrangements in advance, perhaps for future use."
"Among the three hundred and forty million arrangements, a common one."
"A common spare piece."
Daojun Lu Ya's mind was clear.
Venerable Yunlong saw Daojun Lu Ya point his finger.
A fiery red light flashed.
A work world was instantly created in the Void Sea.
Venerable Yunlong looked at this work world carried by the Void Sea's waters, with a hint of surprise: "This is your spare piece?"
"You're being a bit outrageous."
Daojun Lu Ya chuckled: "Under the concept of our Supreme Honghuang, have we not evolved numerous female-oriented Honghuang work worlds? This is just another one, what's outrageous about it?"
Venerable Yunlong, at this point, looked at Daojun Lu Ya with disdain.
"I knew it. How could there possibly be anyone in this world who needed a True Saint to personally appear and force them into a marriage, compelling them to 'reluctantly' agree to the wedding."
"The Ice Demon God, Saintess Nuwa, the Three Fairies of Xiao, and all of them didn't mind each other's existence, allowing you to enjoy the blessings of being surrounded by beauties... Anyone else would have been overjoyed, and you would have had to be coerced into accepting the position of Dao companion."
"You even had to reluctantly accept a harem."
"So that's what happened."
Venerable Yunlong's face was filled with contempt.
He recalled the wedding ceremony of Daojun Lu Ya in the past.
When Saintess Nuwa personally appeared and forced him to marry her as his Dao companion, Daojun Lu Ya's expression was one of great helplessness.
It was clearly an expression of friendship, not love.
Venerable Yunlong, who had not understood Daojun Lu Ya's expression before, now understood it slightly.
Daojun Lu Ya, however, was indifferent and merely said: "That Fang Ming of the next era cultivates the path of emotionlessness. Such people are unreliable. We must first transform emotionlessness into emotionality before they can be used by our Supreme Honghuang."
"It is difficult for those who cultivate the path of emotionlessness to change their inherent nature. I can only use a cultivator of the path of emotionality to replace that cultivator of emotionlessness, as a substitute, allowing the isotope to take the lead."
...
In a created work world within a region of the Void Sea.
Fang Ming, the young master of the largest human tribe, the Xuanyang tribe, sat on a high branch, gazing at the sky, dejectedly drinking wine.
His jet-black hair, crystal-clear skin, and beautiful black eyes were now somewhat lifeless.
"Ming, what are you thinking about?"
Lu Ya, with fiery red hair cascading down his shoulders and a flame divine mark on his brow, had appeared behind Fang Ming.
Fang Ming was startled, almost falling from the branch. However, when he realized it was a handsome youth with fiery red hair, he said irritably, "Little Golden Crow, can you stop scaring me?"
"You almost scared me into falling to the ground."
Lu Ya's hand gradually rested on Fang Ming's body. Fang Ming's expression remained normal, and he did not resist.
"With me here, are you afraid of falling to the ground?"
"Ming, what are your concerns? Tell me."
The handsome youth Lu Ya, the Golden Crow Crown Prince, said into Fang Ming's ear.
Fang Ming sighed, "It's all because of the matter between the human and demon races. Currently, the friction between the human and demon races is intensifying. It seems only a spark is needed for a full-scale war to break out, resulting in heavy casualties, and many beings in the Honghuang will die."