One month earlier.
Chen Luo did his utmost to absorb crystals every day, not because he knew about the impending crisis.
It was because once he reached demigod, he could advance straight to god rank.
God rank! He would become an existence just like Isman had been.
Just thinking about it excited him.
Chen Luo created time zones one after another, forming a space of over fifty cubic meters.
All his loved ones were inside, absorbing crystals.
It was boring, but they just had to endure it.
Su Dazhu and Mi Ling had already advanced to emperor rank.
But even in the time zone running at five times normal speed, Mi Li and the Dharma King were still at emperor rank despite absorbing emperor-level crystals. They had not broken through to emperor level.
Five months' worth of uninterrupted absorption had failed to bring them to emperor level, proof enough of the enormous gap between emperor rank and emperor level.
After reaching emperor level, Chen Luo's crystal absorption speed had increased again. Half a month later, he felt that his esper energy had increased by half.
The difference in esper energy between emperor rank and emperor level was roughly sixfold. The gap between emperor level and demigod was very likely tenfold, or even greater.
Chen Luo was a little speechless. At this rate, even inside the spacetime zone, he estimated it would take ten months to advance to demigod.
No wonder an entire planet might not produce even one demigod. Talent alone was not enough; without sufficient resources, it was all for nothing.
Rice came out of the room, rubbing sleepy eyes. The runes revolving around Rice had clearly dimmed considerably.
Rice muttered, "It's time to tell Chen Luo about the final crisis."
Inside the time zone.
Chen Luo's face paled.