'Less than ten thousand years to go...'
Gently pulling his hand back from the Divine Food Statue, Lin Hui felt a surge of exhilaration as he looked at the Blood Seal information that appeared in his vision.
A single Divine Food Statue had shortened his time by more than twenty thousand years.
'The Endless Divine Race... it would be more fitting to call them the Endless Treasury.'
He glanced at Zhang Xin Fan, who was about to ask a question, and prepared to leave for the next Divine Food Statue.
But in the next moment, a faint tremor emanated from a distant direction.
They both looked up at the same time. The distance was too great, and a thin mist obstructed their view, preventing them from seeing the specific situation.
However, from the waves of Extreme Cold Heaven's Calamity aura drifting over, it was clear who had made the first move.
