Ye Wu's current condition really isn't good.
She raised her eyes; countless specks of light flickered in the air.
Dense, swarming fragments surged toward her.
Even with her formidable Divine Soul strength, she still vaguely felt a stabbing pain within her Sea of Consciousness.
"Host, should we slow down a bit?" Little Tong asked, sounding nervous and fearful.
Ye Wu now possessed a peerless Divine Soul aptitude. The Enlightenment Realm, which others dreamed of, was something she could enter and exit at will.
But now—
Ye Wu had come into contact with too many Dao Principle light points in a short time, which might not be a good thing.
Even Little Tong couldn't help but offer advice.
Slow down?
But a hint of madness flashed in Ye Wu's eyes.
Why should she slow down?
This is such a rare opportunity—she could observe all the Paths of the younger generation.
Observe the Dao of millions, comprehend her own Dao.
She absolutely wouldn't retreat here.
