Li Mo chose to devote himself to the Master of Ti.
On one hand, his connection with Ti's End was too deep, already counting as the master of the Dao, and leaving actively would inevitably cause ripples in the Ti Dao.
On the other hand, Li Mo did not want to interfere with a tiline that was not his own.
He was now situated within the tiline of the Master of Ti, and any careless act might lead to a split in the tiline, affecting subsequent developnts.
Li Mo integrated the tiline constituting the Undying Golden Body into the body of the Master of Ti, who did not notice any abnormality in itself.
After a thousand years of silence, the Master of Ti successfully broke out of its shell.
Once free from Ti's End, the Master of Ti approached the Endless Void like a fish entering the sea.
"So, why does the Ti Dao fall ill?"
Li Mo appeared puzzled, observing the Endless Void from a spectator's perspective.
The Ti Dao is definitely one of the primary Heavenly Dao, why does it mutate out of control like a cultivator? What is the truth of the world?
Li Mo was montarily entranced.
Before long, he noticed traces within the Endless Void.
The Endless Void is scattered with countless small worlds, far more densely than expected, but the vast majority are nearing extinction.
When Li Mo examined each world's tiline, he discovered they were continually undergoing reincarnation.
Perhaps after extinction for millions of years, new civilizations would reerge; this rule is the Dao on which the Endless Void is founded.
Throughout, Li Mo had never scrutinized a question: Why is the Endless Void deep and dark? Arguably, it should be colorful, filled with spiritual energy.
He applied concepts from the forr universe to the Endless Void, now realizing that the Endless Void was actually a supermassive "Chaotic Burial Mound."
Amid life and death cycles, countless beings die and Dao disappears.
It is inevitable for beings to give birth to resentnt upon death.
Resentnt continuously accumulates in the Endless Void, forming a pitch-black space, also causing the Endless Void's area to constantly expand.
The ecology of the Endless Void is a deford and twisted process.
On the surface, there are myriad mystical Heavenly Dao, yet the core is like a filthy at tumor, the Ti Dao must continually expel the at tumor to maintain stability.
Li Mo was not overly surprised, he had already anticipated this.
His consciousness swept over the Master of Ti, who was already accustod to the Endless Void's environnt, now tirelessly seeking food.
He ca to a desolate world, through the Ti Dao, landing in the world's tiline before extinction, devouring disasters to obtain nourishnt.
Since each world was destined to perish, Li Mo had no intention of stopping it.
If he intervened, it would affect the Master of Ti.
He simply sent all fake soul consciousness to different worlds, and every few days, the Mud Pill Palace would produce two or three more fake soul consciousnesses.
Due to the increase in fake soul consciousness, Li Mo's control over the Master of Ti was accumulating, eighty percent of the nourishnt went to Li Mo.
Seeing the situation, he was more than happy to retreat into cultivation.
Ti flew by.
The Master of Ti's spiritual wisdom was low, entirely governed by the instinct of devouring nourishnt, aimlessly traversing the Endless Void for tens of thousands of years.
Li Mo tried to keep himself in a state of empty consciousness.
He understood that prolonged loneliness might create deficiencies in the ntal realm, and human emotions might unknowingly fade away.
"Heavenly Dao Realm. Ah, the Dao is cold and indifferent."
"Looking across the Endless Void, how many in history have climbed to the Heavenly Dao Realm, and how many possess joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness."
Li Mo was filled with a myriad of thoughts, and the mories of the previous life were uncertain.
He fell into a deep sleep, while the Master of Ti repeated its trajectory, shortly after reaching the Heavenly Dao Realm, and detected Li Mo's presence in the Immortal and Mortal Realms.
The Master of Ti was incredibly greedy in the face of the Immortal and Mortal Realms' temptation.
He actively interfered with the Immortal and Mortal Realms, causing a dramatic change in the heavens and earth, ultimately unwittingly creating an infinitely looping tiline.
The Master of Ti got his first taste of the rich nourishnt from a destroyed world, becoming increasingly absorbed.
Even if so small creatures were constantly trying to escape the cage, he remained indifferent, after all, he himself was undying.
The Master of Ti's power gradually skyrocketed.
At first, he would pay attention to Li Mo as the source of the tiline, but quickly realized that Li Mo was already caught in an endless predicant.
No matter how generations accumulated their foundations, their talent grew more intense, as long as they could not promote to the Heavenly Dao Realm, they would never be freed.
Over a thousand Li Mo's fell one after another, and the Master of Ti paid them no mind.
The Master of Ti chose to recuperate.
As a result, one unique Li Mo erged, not only integrating the other Li Mo's but also actively using the tiline for planning.
The Master of Ti was not shocked but pleased.
He did not believe Li Mo could threaten him, thus prepared to cultivate him into a tasty spiritual object, also finding an opportunity for Li Mo to comprehend the Ti Dao.
The Master of Ti waited to reap the food, but in the blink of an eye, Li Mo grew robust like bamboo shoots after a spring rain, at so point stepping into the Heavenly Dao Realm, already generating a sense of threat.
He actively picked the mature fruit, only to find the branches full of thorns.
It was the first ti since erging that the Master of Ti t such an embarrassing fate of death and Dao's disappearance, and during the chase, encountered the attack of the Three Taoist Ancestors.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The confrontation with Three Taoist Ancestors caused the remaining tiline to crumble.
All the while, the Master of Ti did not want to give up on Li Mo, desperately preserving the tiline, ultimately falling into a protracted death battle.
At the bottom of the Immortal Mountain.
Most Creation Sect disciples had already died from the aftermath.
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