Some Different Worlds cultivated a pure path of vital blood. Though their ultimate strength was not high, the exquisite way they wielded vital blood was truly eye-opening.
Some Different Worlds were in the Era of Dharma Decline. With the extraordinary gone, civilization naturally developed step by step toward external forces—such as the Age of Steam, the Age of Gunpowder...
Amid the all-encompassing civilizations of Different Worlds, every kind of development had manifested.
The only slight imperfection was that all these civilizations had ultimately evolved toward rules.
None possessed power beyond the rule system; they merely let a hundred flowers bloom within it!
Clearly, this "world" must also have some unknown shackle of power.
Otherwise, there would not have been this phenomenon where all power ultimately headed toward the level of rules.
After pondering for a moment, Chu Mu suppressed these useless stray thoughts.
With one step, he left the Sky Fox Tower. When he reappeared, he was once again atop the mountain peak where he had arduously cultivated for decades.
Perhaps because Yun Qingyi had obtained the Heavenly Fox inheritance and gained the recognition of this Rule Blessed Land, compared to the peril lurking at every turn before, the Rule Blessed Land now possessed a few more traces of a serene immortal landscape.
The boundless sea of clouds still stretched through the mountain valley, but the blessed land rules that had originally merged with it had clearly withdrawn inward.
The clouds and mist returned to their pure state, no longer possessing their former peculiarities.
Chu Mu sat cross-legged atop the mountain peak. With a slight movement of his fingertips, the Qiankun Pouch hanging at his waist floated into the air and landed in his palm.
The next moment, a torrent of spiritual objects, like a celestial river pouring down, appeared