Time flies.
Grania began to continue developing the "Soul Palace," discovering the possibilities of his race, and felt infinite possibilities.
Through the structure of the brain, it is like a perfect potential embryo capable of nurturing an infinite future.
"We, we are truly too strong!"
"We are simply the greatest miracle in the world!"
In the fifty-third year of Grania, their insect-like lifespan frantically iterated, already numbering in the billions, and the tomb had accumulated many crystal skull palaces and various buildings.
And along with this accumulation, they built massive palace complexes, allowing them to expand day by day.
"We must explore this world!"
Grania shouted, full of arrogance as a rare genius, "I, at the age of thirty-one, broke through to Nascent Soul. In a hundred and fifty years, I will surely reach the Divinity Transformation Realm!"
He was indeed worthy of pride, such a genius emerges once in billions of population.
