Bali lay with only half his body remaining at Chen Ke's feet, and Saraf was still repeating meaningless words. Chen Ke wasn't interested in the Millennium Kingdom, instead, he reveled in the joy of harvesting over a thousand Demon God Souls.
Skill that had been traded could not be traded again, and these two souls could not be exchanged for weapons, so Chen Ke first shaped 100 souls, bringing his time limit up to 4300 hours...
At that moment, he felt free. Perhaps he should have done this sooner, continuing to harvest and push the limit of his time. Time was his resource, his strength, not a restraint.
What could he do with 4300 hours? In the past, Chen Ke might have thought that this wasn't a short amount of time, but certainly not long either—just half a year, right? But now, Chen Ke felt those 4300 hours were as long as several lifetimes.
