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Supermassive black holes often formed the cores of galaxies, drawing trillions of stars into orbit around them.

"Primal" was just such an existence, with a mass equivalent to four million suns.

To put that into perspective, Blue Star's mass was only one three-hundred-thousandth of the sun's!

The fact that such a terrifying being could cultivate into a spirit was simply inconceivable!

And Primal had suffered a devastating blow in their universe. Once it awakened, it would surely come seeking bloody revenge.

Li Yuanzhong said solemnly, "This is a matter of great importance. If there's anything I can do to help, just say the word, young friend."

"If I need anything, I certainly won't stand on ceremony. But everything's going smoothly for now, and there's nothing I need help with."

Lu Li wasn't just being polite.

He currently had a huge crowd of "workers" who didn't fear death, and every minute they brought back a massive haul of spiritual items, turning them into an endless stream of nourishment.

The Spirit Realm was growing without pause, and its diameter was about to break one hundred million kilometers.

At this absurd rate of cultivation, there was truly no need for the senior cultivators to go out and risk their lives.

Xia Weiyin knew the "Transmigrator Army Plan" inside out. Smiling, she said,

"This is going far more smoothly than expected. Your side really is a land of outstanding people."

"They're certainly more enterprising than I imagined."

Lu Li smiled, but the smile soon faded. The world was unpredictable; he couldn't just assume everything would turn out well.

He looked at Wan Qing and Qiu Sheng and said,

"If anything happens to me, the two of you should open the Spirit Realm and take the people from both worlds with you as you flee...