Then, as everyone moved from the outer edge of the honeycomb towards the center, the routes became fewer, and that's when they met in large numbers.
Chu Mo stopped thinking about these things.
Silently, he stood up from the ground and continued walking.
Over the years, he has been traveling frequently, with little actual travel time.
From now on, it's time to move forward properly.
This divine path is endlessly long, and millions of years may seem like a long time, but if we don't hurry...
Even if no one stops them, it's impossible to make it to the end.
Fortunately, after a century, we have become much more accustomed to the biting cold winds and the immense pressure from above.
In order to achieve the most perfect state in each of his realms, he did not deliberately absorb the primordial spirit of the Human Emperor.
Otherwise, with a hundred years, just refining his primordial spirit would be enough for him to reach the Golden Immortal realm.
However, while such a move might result in rapid short-term growth, it would have a weak foundation and be extremely detrimental to the future.
To become a true god is utterly impossible.
Even now, although he has not yet reached the Golden Immortal realm, his actual combat strength is definitely above that of a Golden Immortal.
Compared to a century ago, their strength has increased several times over.
Three months later,
Chu Mo had lost track of how far he had gone, and he was too lazy to keep track.
Anyway, the scenery around us is almost all the same.
The only thing he would remember was the time, the time until he could see his loved ones again...
"There are still over 9,990,000 years to go," Chu Mo sighed inwardly.
suddenly.
His eyes were drawn to an area ahead, and he couldn't resist walking over there.
On the ground lay a huge, humanoid corpse with bluish-purple skin.
What's truly horrifying is that his skull was split in two, and his entire head was empty.
Golden blood flowed everywhere, leaving a trail of devastation for miles around, with numerous large claw marks on the ground.
Judging from the marks left behind, he was clearly killed by a large wild beast.
"Did the ancient star beasts appear so quickly?"
Chu Mo was secretly shocked. Those who could enter were all Celestial Immortal cultivators, yet they died so tragically!
Chu Mo knew this person, or rather, had met him once.
He was one of the other two monks he had met more than ten years ago.
Looking at the deceased's empty brain and mangled body, he felt a pang of unease.
Judging from the surrounding traces, the person had not been dead for long.
That ancient beast is probably not far away!
Recalling the Human Emperor's description of the ancient star beasts, he felt both wary and excited.
The crystal core in the brain of this ancient beast is an unparalleled treasure, and it can even be said to be the key to whether they can make it to the end!
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