Zhou Ming opened his eyes, his gaze calm yet carrying a trace of profound coldness.
During the time he spent healing his injuries, he had sensed several times that obscure and powerful Divine Senses had swept across this star domain.
Every time, there was more than one.
He knew that his identity was probably no longer a secret.
Since True Lord Tianhe and his group had failed to take him down, their only choice was to muddy the waters and blow the matter out of proportion.
Zhou Ming was not surprised by this.
It was just that he hadn't expected the opponent's movements to be so fast and their scope to be so vast.
Right now, he was probably the focus of the entire Primordial Universe, a walking piece of sweet pastry.
Trouble.
Zhou Ming furrowed his brow slightly as he inspected his own condition.
That massive amount of Fortune, after being refined during this period, had been mostly consumed.
Its effect was also remarkable.
That final Rule Shackle within his body now had only a third remaining.
Just once more, no, perhaps he only needed half the amount of Fortune from before, and he would have absolute certainty to fully recover to the consummate cultivation of the Unity Realm.
Yet now, this plan was clearly no longer viable.
His identity had been exposed.
Liu Yuan, Gan Tian, and the rest were probably already in grave danger.
Sending them out to collect Fortune again would be no different from sending them to their deaths.
Besides, the efficiency was too slow.
With the entire Primordial Universe searching for him, he no longer had the time to steadily develop forces.
He had to change his strategy.
Zhou Ming fell into deep contemplation.
What he was facing now was a dead end.
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