Time passes.
Taiwei's advance becomes increasingly difficult.
The opportunities captured by the crowd grow ever more abundant.
The most talented deities exude an increasingly fierce murderous aura, so much so that the two Tian Tong Killing Stars at the third layer of Qidao feel invincible.
"Too terrifying!"
"Could it be that after Xie Tian, the deities will be the second to break the limits of the Great Perfection Combat Strength of the Undying Immortals..."
"Very possible!"
...
"What's so special about being divine?" Little Sister hummed, "If Xie Tian were here, you wouldn't have a chance to be arrogant!"
Any growth is worth celebrating.
Yet, the deities are not happy now, and even more remorseful.
Because he also feels that if Xie Tian could comprehend opportunities with him, the progress would surely be more remarkable than his own.
"Should I go find him?" The deity suddenly asked.
Little Sister was stunned: "Xie Tian?"
"Mm."
"Why find him?"
