Zhou Dao entered the [Species Realm] for three days and finally captured the first World Seed.
The Central Divine Tree reached high into the sky, seeming like the center of heaven and earth, appearing within reach to the naked eye, yet in reality, it was an enormous distance away.
Even at Zhou Dao's speed, pushing his Primordial Gang Qi to the limit, it seemed as though two days and nights hadn't shortened the distance between them at all.
Not only that, but the closer he got to the Central Divine Tree, the faster the consumption of Gang Qi became.
It was only Zhou Dao, with his Primordial Gang Qi as vast as rivers, who could squander it in such a way. Anyone else would have long since been exhausted to death, not to mention the constant need to guard against the dangers posed by the Black Soil.
Who knew when he'd be able to fly to the Central Divine Tree—a monkey's age or when horses grow horns?