As Su Mo flew, he pondered, and another question came to mind.
That question was: besides him, did the other five reincarnated bodies still exist?
They were fated arch-enemies. Had any of the others merged with one another?
Or perhaps only one of the other five remained, or perhaps only two or three remained.
The more Su Mo thought about it, the more muddled his mind became. It was as though a layer of mist had shrouded his eyes, making everything impossible to see clearly.
"Where the cart reaches the mountain, a road will appear!"
After a long while, Su Mo drew a deep breath and stopped dwelling on it.
For him at present, increasing his strength was the foremost task. As long as he possessed sufficient strength, even if he encountered the other reincarnated bodies, he would have nothing to fear.
Then, Su Mo took out a spiritual sword, sat cross-legged atop it, and began cultivating.
Su Mo had already made a simple plan for his cultivation.
That was, before reaching the Saint King realm, he would still focus primarily on cultivation and the Profound Meaning of Devour.
During this period, he would not comprehend the Profound Meaning of Space, nor would he create martial skills suited to himself.
After all, whether comprehending the Profound Meaning of Space or creating martial skills himself, both would consume a great deal of his time.
Casting aside the distracting thoughts in his heart, Su Mo began consolidating his cultivation and tempering his Chaos Power.
Time passed. Ten days later, he arrived at the True Saint Realm and teleported toward Myriad Worlds Mountain.
Days flew by. Su Mo briefly stopped at Myriad Worlds Mountain before continuing to teleport toward the Ancient Spirit Star River.
During the days he spent teleporting, news of his