Lin Xin knew that before anyone else discovered this place, he had to devour as much as possible, as quickly as possible.
Otherwise, if another Dao Ancestor who needed corpses arrived, not only would he fail to devour any attributes, he might even leave his life here.
Even with his average attributes having reached ten billion, he was still far from being a match for a Dao Ancestor.
At most, he had grown from a bacterium not even worth calling dust into a tiny ant beneath the Dao Ancestors' feet. At least now, they would not overlook him.
An immense quantity of white matter surged into Lin Xin's chest.
His mind was utterly blank. He thought of nothing, dedicating all his soul and mental power to digesting the white matter he had devoured.
This substance was far too concentrated, and there was far too much of it.
It was like giving someone water to drink, only to force it down their throat with a faucet at full blast. If they were not careful, they would certainly choke at once—and might even choke to death.
Lin Xin could feel the white matter he had devoured being rapidly converted, digested, and absorbed into free attribute points.
He closed his eyes and struggled to control the rate at which the substance poured in, watching his free attributes rocket upward.
The attribute panel he had just emptied was now increasing madly at a rate of over a thousand points per second.
This was the limit of how quickly he could digest the substance.
"Too slow... far too slow!"
Lin Xin spread out his divine awareness and could still sense the crystal continuously releasing white matter. His absorption and devouring could not even remotely slow the crystal's rate of expansion.
"This must be the Dao