The sun rose and set, then set and rose again.
No one knew how long the great battle on the Blood Sky Plain would continue.
Five days had already passed.
The night had grown thick as ink.
Li Yun moved soundlessly through the void, without stirring the faintest ripple.
He had just left a faction known as Starfall Pavilion. Three more Starfall Pavilion Profound Venerables had silently been brought under his command, and accordingly, three more strands of Immortal Being Will hidden within the Profound Venerables had been destroyed and devoured by him.
Immortal Being Will likewise contained fortune, Great Daos, and Immortal Substance.
All of it became Li Yun's nourishment.
Within the one hundred and eight Fate Palaces, fate numbers surged like fire. A faint phantom flickered in and out amid the flames, like a deity born from blazing fire, gently swaying as it governed all of Li Yun's fate numbers in an incomparably profound manner.
This was the sign of an Eight-Colored Fate Configuration taking shape: the Fate Number Divine Lord.
It simply was not stable enough yet.
Even so.
Li Yun's upper limit continued to expand, and his strength advanced silently.
Among the Three Thousand Great Daos, at least several dozen Human Venerable Dao Fruits had transformed into Earth Venerable Dao Fruits. This elevated the Limitless Immortal Rule and allowed Li Yun to clearly sense that his affinity with the Supreme Immortal Gate was deepening by the day.
It also made the urge in his heart to seize the Supreme Immortal Gate directly grow ever stronger.
Several times, when he raised his head to gaze at the towering Supreme Immortal Gate, he had nearly been unable to stop himself from making a move.
But he had no choice but to suppress that impulse.
As he had said