"Without cosmic souls of the Antiquity Realm, without the prehistoric ancient path, without order ruins, without opponents... In these three months, I hadn't made even a damn bit of progress." Li Tianming couldn't help rolling his eyes.
He was anxious.
Only Yinghuo and the others were having the time of their lives on Huan Star every day.
"It's certain now. Without Myriadpath Valley, without opponents, my growth in cultivation and order has practically come to a halt."
No wonder realm powerhouses basically couldn't advance once they reached around the Antiquity Realm.
There were simply no resources!
They had hit the ceiling.
No matter who came, it would be the same.
Even their cosmic souls stopped at the early Antiquity Realm.
If Li Tianming really insisted on comprehending things here, it wasn't as though he couldn't break through. But in terms of speed, he would definitely be slower than the geniuses of Myriadpath Valley. Taking more than a century for each cosmic grand plan was entirely possible.
There was truly no way around such a closed-off environment.
This only proved further that no matter how monstrous one's talent was, one still needed resources and ancestral inheritances to pave the way. Otherwise, one would be trapped in pitch-black darkness, utterly unable to move.
Li Tianming had several thousand years of life ahead of him, so he still had hope of becoming stronger than Myriadpath Valley here. But that process would absolutely suffocate a person to death.
"More important than resources are opponents!"
Li Tianming deeply realized this.
When everyone around you was a head shorter than you, you had no idea what drove you to grow taller.
Many people wasted away like this.
"Forget it! I'll cultivate the Five-Star Sui God Art first."
Only the cultivation of battle arts had nothing to