Thinking of the path he had taken—one never traveled before, and perhaps never to be traveled again—Lynn suddenly felt a little regretful.
If only he could awaken the Starry Sky Behemoth's "Devour" talent.
Then he would not need to work so hard to analyze, guide, and integrate.
He could simply open his mouth and swallow the entire world, rules and all, then digest it into his own power.
Then he could continue wandering the stars, swallowing a world whenever he encountered one and devouring a plane whenever he found one.
He could turn this Wizard's journey into a complete devouring game where the big fish ate the small.
That kind of advancement efficiency would be far greater than his current method.
Lynn shook his head.
Unfortunately, his bloodline was not strong enough. A talent like that of a Starry Sky Behemoth was not something he could inherit at will.
In the endless starry sky, Starry Sky Behemoths were scourges despised by all.
They were born powerful, possessing talents such as devouring, stars, and space from birth.
They needed neither cultivation nor enlightenment. As long as they opened their mouths and ate, they could grow stronger without end.
They ate stars, planets, planes, and worlds.
Wherever they passed, stars went dark and worlds perished.
The living beings, civilizations, and histories within those worlds all became nourishment along their path to growth.
Countless races hated them to the bone, yet there was nothing they could do about them.
Starry Sky Behemoths were simply too powerful.
An adult Starry Sky Behemoth possessed strength comparable to a True Spirit Wizard.
If it lived long enough and ate enough, even ordinary True Spirit Wizards could do nothing to it.
Those ancient monsters that had lived for hundreds of millions of years could even rival the