At this time, the Primordial Divine Sect had grown to four or five hundred people. Although there was no Grand Luo Golden Immortal among them, Golden Immortals made up one-fifth of the members.
Although cultivating immortality is difficult, the transition from Celestial Immortal to Golden Immortal is ultimately the easiest realm to break through in the Immortal Realm.
In such a blessed place, as long as you don't die, there's almost always a chance.
But if you want to reach the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm, then it's truly one in a hundred.
Looking at these familiar faces before him, Chu Mo sighed with emotion:
"Gentlemen, in a few days, it will be the million-year mark. Those who are about to give up should withdraw now."
"Although we are separated from the original world by millions of years, living is better than dying, and there may be a time when we meet again in the future."
"If we continue forward, the danger will increase exponentially. Can we hold out for another million years?"
The entire room fell silent.
"Sect Master, I can no longer accompany you. Meeting you in this life is the greatest fortune of my life!"
A celestial cultivator bowed deeply with gratitude, a hint of resentment flashing in his eyes.
"Sect Master, your subordinate is incompetent and must retreat!" Another Celestial Immortal cultivator bowed respectfully, his expression helpless.
Subsequently, more and more people began to withdraw.
Who among those who can come here isn't a chosen one from their respective realm?
But only after arriving here did they realize that there is a huge gap between even the most outstanding talents.
Don't even mention comparing yourself to the sect leader.
Even among ordinary disciples of the Primordial Divine Sect, their talents can be divided into at least five levels.
Only those with the most outstanding talent can continue to follow the sect leader; as for the second-tier geniuses...
If a breakthrough cannot be achieved within the next million years,
The second million-year mark will likely be their limit.
As for the remaining 80%, stubbornly holding on will most likely only lead to certain death, and they simply cannot survive until the next critical point appears.
Many of them were lucky enough to join the Primordial Divine Sect to get to where they are today.
Otherwise, at least half of them would die.
The atmosphere at the scene was somber and sad. They had fought side by side for millions of years, and many of them had saved each other's lives.
The bonds forged in the face of life and death are the most unforgettable.
But many people simply can't continue down this path.
Moreover, even after becoming immortals, many people are still unable to sever the ties of their previous lives.
Even after millions of years, I still want to go back and see it again.
Even if you go back, things may have changed!
In the final count, more than 80% of the people were preparing to leave.
The rest were all Golden Immortal cultivators, a total of ninety-eight people.
Several days later.
Countless terrifying immortal cultivators appeared on a vast and desolate ancient stone road.
There appeared to be at least several thousand people, but they seemed sparse on the seemingly endless path to the divine.
Before them, a colossal, golden ancient city wall, obscuring the sky, was rapidly rising from the ground.
Then it blocked the other end of the divine path, like a huge golden iron plate cutting the divine path in half.
A magnificent and awe-inspiring aura emanated from the ancient city wall, making everyone want to bow down in worship.
Looking at the vast city wall on the distant horizon, and the ten huge holes that are faintly visible on it.
Chu Mo couldn't help but feel anxious.
There are only two days left until the actual passage opens.
He must use this time to tear open the river of time and send away those subordinates who want to leave.
Because only Golden Immortal cultivators can tear open the river of time.
therefore,
To think that one could rely on those Celestial Immortal cultivators who were preparing to leave to get out on one's own is simply wishful thinking.
As their sect leader, Chu Mo naturally couldn't stand idly by.
Of course, it's unrealistic to expect him to do it all by himself.
After all, there were too many people who needed to leave, and once they finished, they had to rush back to the ancient city wall to fight for passage.
Time is really tight.
Looking at the mysterious river of light shimmering with multicolored aurora before him, Chu Mo solemnly gave the order:
Let's begin!
As soon as he finished speaking, nearly a hundred Golden Immortal cultivators from the Primordial Divine Sect attacked simultaneously, creating a deafening roar.
The dazzling light instantly startled people within a radius of tens of millions of miles.
Countless celestial cultivators, struggling to create even a crack in the river of time despite their best efforts, couldn't help but look on with envy.
Then came deep regret and despair!
With the ten passages about to open, their previous sects did not offer the same treatment to their departing members as the Primordial Divine Sect.
Let alone the sect leader personally leading everyone to help, it would be good enough if they didn't even obstruct it.
How can they possibly get out on their own now?
Those who remain will either be eaten by the ancient star beasts or eliminated by the Primordial God Path; in the end, they will all die!
Watching the cracks in the river of time gradually torn open by the people of the Primordial Divine Sect.
Many people's eyes immediately filled with greed and anticipation.
If I could break through there, would I be spared from dying?
But when their eyes fell upon that indifferent figure, everyone instantly abandoned their suicidal thoughts.
That's the brutal and ruthless butcher of the Divine Path!
If I dared to do that, I would feel like I was living a life worse than death, so it would be better to just commit suicide.
Some people wanted to come and plead for Chu Mo to help them get out as well.
But before they could get close, a cold and authoritative voice drifted over.
"Anyone who dares to approach within a hundred miles will be considered to have provoked us and will be executed!"
Upon hearing this, those who wanted to approach immediately stopped in their tracks, and no one dared to try.
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