'I'll have to "plunder" more fellows like these in the future. It's the only way to reach the Infinite Sea realm faster.'
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Time flowed on in absolute silence.
For a Planet-level Martial Artist immersed in deep cultivation, the concept of time becomes blurry and meaningless.
A single Circulation of Heaven could take years.
Deep beneath the surface of the planet Heart of Rot, within the cavern Qin Feng had temporarily carved out for himself, all light had vanished.
The mountain of top-tier resources that had once been sufficient to transform the entire cavern into a brilliant Star Sea was now gone without a trace. All that remained was some basic energy residue, now fine powder scattered across the ground.
In the center of the cavern, a thin layer of dust covered the figure of Qin Feng, who sat cross-legged.
Twenty years had passed in the blink of an eye.
Then, at some point, his eyes—deeper than the stars themselves—slowly opened.
