Time passes…
A group of people floated on the Sea of Death, unaware of the passage of time, unaware of where their home was, moving forward aimlessly.
During this time, the Blackhead Duck awoke twice and gained some insights, greatly increasing its strength.
Mao Qiu remained as ever, as if the collapse of the world and the arrival of doomsday had nothing to do with it.
As for the Ancient Phoenix, sealed memories began to surface, and she was reminiscing about the past with a sad expression.
Chen Pingping sat cross-legged at the front, motionless.
Lao Huang lay lazily.
Jiang Ni'er was rather lively, but unfortunately, no one played with her, and she didn't need to cultivate.
On the other side…
Guang Xiaoyu was teaching An to cultivate the Power of Order, which does not belong to the mortal realm; hence, she didn't know how to guide her, proceeding step by step.
There was no corresponding cultivation method, no Divine Weapon, no Dantian...
Too much was lacking.
