In the eyes of the other major superpowers, it was merely an inconspicuous region, yet it was actually far larger than imagined.
The seventh spiral-arm region of Godfall Sea resembled a special prism. Its outermost diameter exceeded dozens of light-years. Although it grew narrower the closer it came to Godfall Sea's central region, it still extended straight into the sea's depths.
More than ten warships were spread across this vast area spanning dozens of light-years. The area each warship was responsible for monitoring was self-evident.
Yet even so, after a full half-month, they had not discovered even a wisp of a Mythic Soul. There were, however, plenty of seventh-, eighth-, and ninth-tier Overlord True Spirits.
Song Chi and the others were not particularly surprised by this.
Godfall Sea was indeed a special place that steadily produced Mythic Souls. Over countless years, every standard year had generally yielded an approximate output. Some years produced more, while others produced less than before, but most remained within a certain range.
However, that was in reference to the entirety of Godfall Sea. The seventh spiral-arm region they occupied was merely an obscure corner of the whole Godfall Sea.
According to the estimates of several Human Emperors, their seventh spiral-arm region would produce at most one Mythic Soul in each standard year. If they were unlucky, there might be no output for a year—or even several years.
Fortunately, even the oldest person present still had a lifespan exceeding six hundred thousand years. They could afford to wait.
Even counting from the Mythic War that might erupt twenty thousand years later, they would at least obtain several thousand, perhaps even tens of thousands, of Mythic Souls. For Ember Humanity, a newly advanced hegemon civilization, this would undoubtedly allow most of the civilization's peak combatants to improve