In the Cosmos Sea, the wind stirred gentle ripples.
Wave after wave surged, worlds coming into being and perishing. Chu Mo stood upon this boundless sea, his gaze lowered toward the countless worlds below.
"The Eighth Realm... heh."
He gave a derisive laugh. The native Seventh Realm cultivators were not the only ones who had sensed the opportunity to reach the Eighth Realm just now. Chu Mo had sensed it too, and far more clearly than they had.
Just how clearly?
So clearly that, if he wished, he could step into the "Eighth Realm" at any moment and become that so-called Knockoff Heavenly Venerable.
"If this thing weren't just bait, there would be no harm in becoming one. What a pity, what a pity."
Chu Mo shook his head. He would leave such a fine opportunity to his Other-Self Aspect. They were all his own people anyway; it made no difference who took the position.
"Fellow Daoist Chu, you don't seem particularly tempted by this Eighth Realm?" A gentle voice sounded behind him.
At some point, Spider Mother had stepped onto the sea. She walked effortlessly to Chu Mo's side and looked at him curiously.
"Aren't you the same?" Chu Mo smiled faintly.
Spider Mother fell silent for a moment, then shook her head. "No. I am tempted. It's just that my Dao told me long ago that I had best not touch the Eighth Realm." Chu Mo glanced at her in surprise. He had not expected her understanding of Karma to run so deep.
"Fellow Daoist Chu," Spider Mother spoke again. "Now that the World Ocean is complete, I feel the restraints that bound me have loosened a little. There is hope of leaving this place entirely."
She looked at Chu Mo and asked calmly, "When do you intend