Perhaps, even the founder of Yi Yuan School did not know the real location of its secret small space inside the chaotic space. In other words, it would be a near-impossible task for the enemy to randomly tear up space to pinpoint the location of Yi Yuan School's secret space. This was a way to safeguard the existence of a martial art sect, like the final lifeline.
Space was constantly distorting, fragmenting and breaking apart! It was as if the universe itself was disillusioned, with space debris floating around everywhere. It was a spectacular scene, a gorgeous one yet extremely dangerous at the same time.
Although Ye Xiwen had confidence in his gilded tyrant body, he was still cautious because there was a possibility that bumping into those fragments of space debris might cut his golden body. If he was in sage realm then only he would have a certain ability to withstand space debris.