Time flowed on, and the years sped by like a weaver's shuttle.
As time trickled away bit by bit, Swallow Heaven Old Ancestor had already devoured every single thing in this world.
The aura spreading from his body grew ever more chilling, like an evil ghost from the Nine Nether Hells. Simply drawing near was enough to make one's hair stand on end.
Yet even so, devouring one tiny Lesser World was clearly far from enough if he wished to return completely to his peak.
At that moment, Swallow Heaven Old Ancestor slowly opened eyes as deep as black holes, and an incomparably sinister smile quietly curved across his lips.
Then he slowly said, "Though I am still far from my true peak, I have at least recovered a bit of strength. Better than nothing."
But despite his words, Swallow Heaven Old Ancestor knew full well that this little strength was merely a drop in the bucket to him.
Thus, he secretly pondered, It seems I must seek out worlds more suitable for devouring. Only then can I rapidly increase my own strength!
Clearly, a mere Lesser World could not possibly satisfy him.
Next, he intended to set his sights on those vast and boundless Greater Worlds, which contained far more power, and rapidly restore his strength by devouring them one after another.
Moreover, with his current strength, although he had yet to fully recover, he had once been a supreme expert of the Half-Immortal Realm. Naturally, dealing with so-called experts below the Half-Immortal Realm would pose no pressure whatsoever.
At this very moment, within the Chaos Void, there stood a mysterious and unfathomable palace.
Like a pearl hidden within endless darkness, the palace radiated a heart-palpitating aura.
Suddenly, a vast and boundless, incomparably majestic power surged continuously from