Here, Lin Yi encountered no danger. This planet held the skeletons of strange beasts, massive as mountains, long since extinct.
Another two months passed in a blur. He slaughtered a group of ghostlike, terrifying souls. His primordial spirit suffered endless torment as he forced his way through a hellish dead star, finally reaching a turning point.
From the sea of consciousness of a ghost saint, he learned that living beings lay in the depths of the universe ahead—and they were humans. It was no longer a land of death.
"If I do not become a saint—or possess the combat strength of a Fourth Heavenly Layer Immortal Platform saint—I could die at any time on this road," Lin Yi murmured.
Gazing into the depths of the universe, there was already no way back. No matter how perilous the road ahead, even if it led to the Netherworld Underworld, he would venture through it.
He traveled through the desolate universe for over ten days, crossing several times with the aid of small five-colored altars. At last, he found a peculiar road.
Crossing star fields beneath his feet, he spent ten years carving out a bloody path before arriving in a stretch of starry sky. There were no longer dead stars here. A stone stele pointed the way ahead.
Following its guidance, he raced onward. Along the way, he gradually encountered other people and sensed the breath of life. It was no longer so utterly silent and lifeless.
"Roar..."
Savage beasts howled, their cries transmitted through divine consciousness. Their boiling blood energy was like a pack of prehistoric fiends charging forth, making even the starry sky tremble.
Lin Yi was surprised. He saw humans arriving from different directions before eventually converging onto this road. Many rode strange beasts as huge as small mountains.