Chapter 1092: Chapter 353: Rule 3: Speed Limit Eighty
Although he cultivated for tens of thousands of years in the Cultivation World, in the Main World, he had only transmigrated for a short ten years.
Those transmigrators who journeyed to the Otherworlds often experienced significant differences in time flow, and each case varied.
Of course, there were instances of a one-to-one ratio, but such occurrences were rare. Some people might have transmigrated for just a few days, yet several years or even longer had passed in the Otherworld.
"Alright, let’s go then." Mu Rufeng nodded, agreeing to accompany them to the Dragon Group.
Since all his secrets had been exposed, there was no point for Mu Rufeng to hide any longer. It wouldn’t hurt to visit the Dragon Group.
Most importantly, Wang Luo was right— even within the Dragon Group, if Mu Rufeng wanted to leave, no one could stop him.
Soon, Mu Rufeng accompanied Wang Luo, riding in an ambulance heading to Changxiong Mental Hospital.
The distance to Changxiong Mental Hospital wasn’t far, just a ten-minute drive away.
This was a large psychiatric hospital that housed many patients. After all, it functioned outwardly as a legitimate psychiatric facility.
Wang Luo, Mu Rufeng, and another seven or eight individuals took an elevator from a secret room directly to the underground.
"It’s truly vast and spectacular; seeing it live is far more impressive than on the monitors." Mu Rufeng praised.
The place was enormously large, complete with various facilities and equipment, and there were plenty of personnel inside— after all, this was the Dragon Group headquarters.
More than half of all transmigrators nationwide returned within Changsha City.
The remaining 50% were scattered across the rest of the country.
Because of this, Changsha served as the Dragon Group Headquarters.
Soon, Wang Luo led Mu Rufeng to a reception room.
"Mr. Mu, have a seat. Now, if you have any questions, I will answer them." Wang Luo said, sitting on the sofa.
Mu Rufeng naturally wasn’t overly rigid, sitting directly across from him with confidence.
"I’ve read your dossier; Group Leader Wang returned from a Cultivation World called the Xuanlong Realm."
"I want to ask, during your time in the Cultivation World, to what extent did your cultivation and prowess reach?" Mu Rufeng inquired.
"Hmm?" Wang Luo was slightly surprised by the question.
He didn’t expect Mu Rufeng to ask such a question; he thought he would be questioned about how he knew Mu Rufeng’s secrets.
Wang Luo chuckled and replied, "Plucking stars, seizing the moon, moving mountains and filling seas—with a single hand, I could destroy a domain, and with a single thought, shatter space. The Laws obey my command; spoken words follow, and I am sovereign across All Heavens and Myriads of Worlds."
"Of course, as you can see now, I’m merely an ordinary person who can live and die as anyone else."
Mu Rufeng was greatly shocked by these words; he didn’t believe Wang Luo was lying. This man might truly be that powerful.
"Group Leader Wang, when you say you are sovereign across All Heavens and Myriads of Worlds, do you mean there are countless worlds beyond the Xuanlong Realm?" Mu Rufeng asked again.
"Indeed, the Xuanlong Realm is the Upper Realm, equivalent to the Immortal World in novels. The Immortal World encompasses countless dimensions, and the Red Wood Domain I transmigrated to was one of them."
"While perceiving and aligning with the Heavenly Dao, I faintly sensed a familiar aura calling out to me within the void."
"I recognized it as my world, the Main World that gave me life. It seemed my world was in crisis and wanted to summon me back."
"I was well aware that upon returning, the power within me would be reduced to the bare minimum, but I returned resolutely regardless. True enough, my world was indeed in distress."
"I just didn’t expect the calamity to be of such magnitude. The Rule is far more Mysterious and incomprehensible than the Law," Wang Luo stated.
Upon hearing this, Mu Rufeng felt a surge of respect.
From the Lower Realm, he endured millennia of cultivation, ultimately standing at the pinnacle of the Immortal World, reigning supreme across All Heavens and Myriads of Worlds.
Yet, without hesitation, he gave it all up to return to his home world, becoming just an ordinary person with a hint of Extraordinary Power.
Such resolve was indeed admirable.
Even Mu Rufeng wondered, if he achieved such status and power, could he then abandon it all to return?
Mu Rufeng pondered; if he still had living family or friends, he would undoubtedly give everything up to return.
But millennia had passed, how much time had passed in the Main World? Family and friends were likely all gone, and returning to an utterly unfamiliar world would indeed be despairing.
And Wang Luo, he must have been gambling, betting that too much time hadn’t passed, and clearly, Wang Luo won his bet.
Here, Mu Rufeng could only look at Wang Luo with a gaze filled with admiration.
"Group Leader Wang, I am impressed," Mu Rufeng cupped his hands and bowed in respect.
"Mr. Mu, seeing your manner of saluting, it seems you... transmigrated to an ancient-type world? Mystical World? Cultivation World?" Wang Luo curiously inquired.
Mu Rufeng thought for a moment and responded, "Let’s discuss that later. Right now, I want to know how Group Leader Wang came to know about my matters. I confidently believed I didn’t leave any clues."
"Haha, Keke, bring the person in and let him explain in person. It will be clearer coming directly from him," Wang Luo said to Liu Keke, who was standing aside.
"Yes, Group Leader." Liu Keke immediately exited the room.
At this moment, Liu Li entered, carrying a tray of tea.
"Have some tea, this is special Da Hong Pao," Wang Luo said with a smile.
Mu Rufeng nodded slightly, picked up a cup of tea, and took a sip. It was indeed very fragrant; among the common teas, it was top-notch.