Although Wu Yunmo had entered a month ago, to the Ancient Gods, no one had entered this place for 246 million years.
It had been an incredibly long time, to the point that the Ancient Gods' response was extremely sluggish.
By the time Mo Qiong had sent away one weak Ancient God, the other Ancient Gods finally sensed that someone had invaded.
"Humans!"
Mo Qiong had just sent away tens of thousands of people and was about to send Jiang Long to the ground's breeding farm to reunite with Adams.
In the distance, nine artificial little suns flew over one after another. As they approached, Mo Qiong could not feel any scorching heat from them, only a slight warmth.
The heat from these little suns seemed to be restrained from radiating, with most of it locked inside.
Their surface temperature was less than a thousand kelvins, not even enough to melt iron.
In other words, this was actually a "Cold Sun."
The nine Cold Suns were the residences of the nine strongest Gods here. At the same time, they were also Dao Fruits capable of calculating all phenomena, and could likewise be called Godheads.
They could calculate complex and cumbersome data like computers. They could also calculate fragmented and imprecise data like human brains.
In truth, this was a kind of minor Heavenly Dao. If thrown into the Cultivation World, this thing could nourish an entire land of immortals.
At first, these Cold Suns had all been enormous, and they had not even been "cold."
But as time passed, the Ancient Gods had no surplus energy. To provide the supercomputing power needed to create the Demonic Fetus, they saved energy in every possible way.
They shrank their bodies and weakened themselves. Aside from constantly observing the Quantum Civilization and creating