One day, two days
One year, ten years…
Mo Wuji continued to walk like this. This walking caused him to forget about hunger and time. By the time 1000 years passed, he was already as skinny as a bag of bones. However, he still continued to walk on.
This mortal world was sparsely inhabited. The more Mo Wuji walked, the more remote the places became. He passed countless forests and countless rivers and creeks.
Although his dao foundations were still broken and his meridians were still damaged, an additional trace of a dao ripple seemed to appear around him,
This dao ripple mark contained the imposing might of a peerless expert. Whether it was a beast or an insect… as long as it was within 100 miles of Mo Wuji, it would flee in fright.
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In the deepest part of the Resting Land of Gods, Xia Ruoyin calmly kept the Reincarnation Mirror. She lifted her head and stared into the depths of the boundless space.
