Creation through the Dao of Life required a rigorous and devout heart. This was her path, and it allowed no room for the slightest carelessness.
After Cheng Guo entered seclusion, Lu Ren returned to his uneventful life as a miner. Nearly ten thousand miles beneath the Sunken Sea Zone, he still carried the Pangu Axe that could split heaven and earth, digging ever deeper.
As he continued descending, Lu Ren brought his axe down upon the rock seeping out from the surrounding walls and immediately felt an extraordinarily rough resistance. He had never encountered anything like it before. In the past, every swing had been like cutting tofu; a single blow could often carve out several miles of space.
It had been easy.
Yet now, after descending nearly fifteen thousand miles underground, this situation had appeared.
Lu Ren stopped, raised the Heaven Splitting Axe, crouched down, and carefully examined the mark left by the blade. He reached out and felt it closely, discovering that the rock was incredibly hard—more than a hundred times stronger than the rock above.
"Another layer?!"
Lu Ren was somewhat surprised. When his Hyperdimensional Perception had spread downward and carefully probed the depths fifty thousand miles below, he had never detected such a change in the rock strata.
He looked up at the scattered Spirit Crystals ahead of him, and his desire to mine them immediately vanished.
Honestly, after living the same way day after day for all these years, even with a 9-to-5, five-day work schedule, Lu Ren had still experienced the feeling of being a corporate drone back in the real world.
It had even made him feel as though he were being forced into a fixed commuting routine.
He extended his hand, and his Hyperdimensional Perception slowly spread downward, reaching a hundred thousand