Entering the Eastern Continent, Tian Yongheng slowed down his speed, landing on the ground as he looked forward, millions upon millions of miles entering his vision without even using Divine Sense.
Slowly, his vision redacted, all the way until he could only see his surroundings and barely make out a few things from hundreds of meters away, similar to an ordinary human.
The supreme cultivation base within his being slowed down operating, as if he possessed no cultivation at all.
Right now, all his abilities and divinity as a Half Immortal had been sealed by him; he could unseal them with a thought, so there was no danger.
Yet...
He still felt a bit unaccustomed to his now mortal form.
The thought processing speed, comprehension ability, deduction ability, and countless other things had been downgraded to the level of a mortal, similar to switching from a high tech, nearly sentient AI bot from a sci-fi world to a 90's computer on earth.
