Some people, after advancing to the Void God Realm, can no longer make any further progress.
Some people, after reaching the peak of the Void God Realm, are unable to comprehend the rules of the Great Dao.
He was stuck in a rut his entire life.
Talent determines the upper limit, while effort determines the lower limit.
This is common knowledge among the major powers in the Chaos Sea.
Zhang Yuhe stood at the front of the Shenzhou spacecraft, gazing into the endless void in the distance.
He fell into deep thought.
He never worried about his talent.
Since embarking on the path of cultivation.
He had never met anyone whose talent could compare to his own.
Whether it's the Chaotic Dao Body or that off-the-charts comprehension.
They are not comparable to ordinary people.
He has talent.
All Zhang Yuhe needed was a stable cultivation environment and sufficient resources.
He had confidence.
You can gradually increase your cultivation level.
Perhaps after reaching the Void God Realm, cultivation progress will be very slow.
But what does it matter?
The Great Way has no boundaries.
Time is merely an abstract constraint.
Thinking about these things.
Zhang Yuhe was filled with excitement.
He was really looking forward to it.
How far I can ultimately go.
Is he the supreme god-king, the eternal emperor, or that ethereal realm of supreme beings?
Perhaps there are realms beyond the supreme being.
Perhaps beyond the chaotic sea, there is an even wider world?
All of this.
All of these require him to explore in the future.
While Zhang Yuhe was still pondering the future.
Duan Changqing, who was standing next to him, suddenly spoke up.
"Junior Brother Zhang, the Sea of Mist is just ahead."
"Once we cross the Sea of Mist, we will soon reach the True Continent."
"Once we get there, we can use the teleportation array, which will save us a lot of flight time."
"Is this the Sea of Mist?"
Zhang Yuhe looked up and gazed into the distance.
All that could be seen in the distance was a white mist.
The white fog stretched endlessly, with no end in sight.
In the distant white mist.
Occasionally, one can also see some strange, illusory figures appearing and disappearing.
Some of the phantoms took the form of beasts, while others resembled birds flying in the sky.
They come in various shapes and sizes.
Zhang Yuhe asked.
"Senior Brother Duan, are those illusory figures the Mist Beasts?"
"That's right, that's the Mist Beast."
"The Chaos Sea is vast and boundless, and in some special places, certain strange creatures are born."
"The strongest Mist Beast is only at the True God Realm, which can only be considered a relatively ordinary existence."
Upon hearing this...
Zhang Yuhe was speechless.
That's the realm of true gods.
Can it be considered average?
Senior brother, aren't you being a bit too Versailles?
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