"These old monsters are truly frightening once they start fighting for their lives."
Chen Fusheng hid deep within the decaying world, scanning the region where the unknown Saint Star hung.
The radiance was dazzling beyond measure. The boundless Cosmic Laws rippled, like Myriad Meteors streaking across the Great Universe and illuminating the endless void.
Heavenly Mandate Laborer hovered in the air, surveying the battlefield. With a sigh, he had witnessed the high-end game of the Saint Realm after starting out in the low-end game of the Zhou Dynasty.
"These colossal beings that have accumulated strength for hundreds of thousands, even millions, of years are truly terrifyingly mad when they go all out and fight to the death."
Chen Fusheng agreed with him. His Civilization Source was of an extremely high level, but he still could not convert it into strength.
According to his estimation, even if he used the Three Thousand Realms to attain the Eighth Realm,
then, on the road from the Eighth Realm to the Venerable level, growing and accumulating step by step would probably take ages.
That was already incredibly fast. In all of history, the fastest person to cross from the Eighth Realm into the Venerable level had been a strange prodigy.
The path of the Three Thousand Realms that Chen Fusheng intended to walk had an overly grand goal. Who knew how much Cosmic Dao Rhythm he would have to accumulate?
By now, the outside battle had accumulated boundless power. Supreme Dao Rhythm swallowed everything, while all kinds of terrifying Cosmic Sources erupted.
This was a battlefield where peak Venerables fought. Figures like Heavenly Martial Venerable and the others were merely second-line forces, assisting the Saint Palace giants in their life-and-death struggle.
Furthermore, Nan Gongzhengdao and the others all knew how to gain the Saint