Fifteen thousand years later
Zhou Hao took a historic step and successfully broke through to the twelfth level of God Venerable, commonly known as a "peak powerhouse."
However, his ten-thousand-array fusion had encountered quite a bottleneck.
"Arrays are far more difficult than cultivation." Zhou Hao scratched his head in frustration and said gloomily.
Murong chuckled beside him. "You're already a peak powerhouse now. Even without ten-thousand-array fusion, you can try going to the Star Tomb."
Zhou Hao shook his head. "I've only just broken through. I'm still far from my limit, so there's no rush for now."
In any case, he was not in much of a hurry.
Murong smiled and nodded. "Then keep working on the ten-thousand-array fusion! You can already fuse 9,129 arrays now, but whenever it comes to connecting the arrays, you always fail to control the connection frequency of the array patterns properly.
There's nothing much to say about this problem. Just practice. Practice enough, and you'll find the feel for it."
Zhou Hao rolled his eyes slightly and complained, "Every array within this fusion array was practiced into existence. Of course I know I need to practice."
"Hehe~" Murong smiled, pressed both hands to his face, and rubbed it. "Then there you have it. Hurry up and practice."
"As you command, Your Majesty," Zhou Hao answered obediently.
After that, he continued practicing.
Murong watched from the side. She said nothing and offered no guidance, simply watching quietly.
Seven thousand years later, Zhou Hao's cultivation had already reached its limit. He only lacked the Fusion Law to break through.
Yet the ten-thousand-array fusion was still thirty arrays short of being connected together.
Zhou Hao stopped worrying about it and decided to try the Star Tomb first.
Thus, he and Murong headed for the Star Tomb.