Eleven thousand years later
Zhou Hao had already reached the God Venerable Eighth Level, advancing one minor realm every four thousand years on average.
Over the years, they had also gradually established more than a hundred Ling Tian Group branches.
If all of Ling Tian Group's forces were added together now, they numbered nearly three hundred.
These three hundred forces varied in strength, but their overall power was still quite respectable.
At this moment, Zhou Hao and the others had returned to the Star Tomb.
"Is this the Star Tomb?" Du Tianhong asked as he looked at it.
He had heard of it before, but had never come here.
Zhou Hao nodded lightly. "Yes, this is where the Cosmic Whale's jet vent is located."
As he spoke, he also filled Du Tianhong and the others in on the Cosmic Whale.
Murong looked at the Star Tomb and softly reminded him, "The Star Tomb is currently in its formation phase. Be careful."
She knew Zhou Hao was about to enter the Star Tomb.
Zhou Hao chuckled and nodded. "Mm, don't worry. I know what I'm doing."
As he spoke, he had already begun drawing upon the power of the Ling Tian Group.
"What a powerful sense of oppression." Du Tianhong looked at Zhou Hao in astonishment.
It was his first time seeing Zhou Hao wield his power, and it far exceeded his imagination.
Zhou Hao stood there as though he controlled everything, as though with a single thought, he could annihilate the entire expanse of space in an instant.
At that moment, Zhou Hao suddenly smiled and said to Murong, "I'm leaving."
"Mm, safety first," Murong reminded him once more.
Zhou Hao smiled faintly, and then his figure vanished.
Inside the Star Tomb
The energy currents during the formation phase