"The real continent, that's the case."

Sulu thought for a moment, and his gaze turned to the infinite void around him.

During this time, he also often sent clones to explore the surroundings, and combined with the information obtained from the real continent, he also had some understanding of the infinite void.

The eighth level of the spiritual realm is infinitely vast, and even the [Creator] cannot find its end.

If you take the 'True Continent' as the center, you will be surrounded by an endless void.

The further you go into the depths of the Void, the more dangerous and easy it is to get lost.

A map of the Endless Void can be sold for an extremely high price among the [Creator] group of the real continent.

Of course, at the level of the Creator, they no longer trade with other currencies, but use the world's source power as the general equivalent.

"In the infinite void that has been discovered, there are several places that can be called dangerous places, and occasionally 'sources' are born!"

Thinking of this, Sulu once again divided into ten avatars.

Many clones smiled mysteriously, began to merge with each other, and finally turned into a powerful [Creator]!

"Well, even if you go to see Siya, you won't be aware by him, this is a clone whose combat power is equivalent to the deity, and other [creators] can't distinguish it, and it occupies the quota of ten incarnations at once."

Sulu waved his hand.

This special doppelganger smiled at him and entered the Endless Void.

……

Vast and lonely......

Sulu's clone advanced in the Infinite Void, and as it got farther and farther away from the real continent, the fog around him became more and more hazy.

This is the characteristic of the eighth spiritual realm, and this fog, once it gathers to a certain extent, even the [Creator] will be lost.

"Explore the mysteries of infinity...... Tracing the source of the mystery...... It's also quite interesting. ”

Sulu's inspiration has always been outward, but he has not found the slightest trace of the 'source'.

I don't know how long it was, and suddenly He looked up.

Inspiration cut through the fog and observed an extremely large body.

It was a rich black somewhere between the real and the unreal, as if the entire body was made up of nameless black mist, constantly reaching out with tentacles.

"Strange [Creator]!"

He also 'saw' Sulu, or to be more precise with his perception, and there was a mental fluctuation.

"My name is Sulu."

Sulu bowed slightly.

"I'm the nameless Black Mist—Cremont! Are you going to go to the 'Black Sand River'? If yes, we can do it together. Cremont asked, showing some kindness.

Black Sand River!

This is a less dangerous area in the Infinite Void, and it can be regarded as a 'secret realm', in which there used to be a 'source' output.

"I don't have a clear destination, so let's go together!"

Sulu is actually a little wary of the lone [Creator], but he is just an incarnation, so he is at will.

"Come on, I'll give you a ride."

Claremont laughed, and a trace of black mist dissolved into a tentacle-shaped staircase.

Su Lu came to the black fog and watched the black mist under his seat continue to devour the surrounding fog, and his heart sank.

"Looks like you like to use your human form."

Opposite him, a mass of black liquid bulged, and on it appeared the facial features of a human, an incarnation of Claremont, transformed into a middle-aged human figure with black hair and black eyes.

"Yes, habit." Sulu replied with a smile.

"You're supposed to be humanoid...... The [Creators] of the eighth spiritual realm are mainly divided into two categories, humanoid and non-human...... Most non-human [creators] don't have a very good attitude towards humanoid [creators], haha...... Of course, I make an exception...... Because a lot of my friends are humanoid......"

Claremont is very talkative.

As the two sides talked, the fog in front of them gradually dispersed, revealing a river flowing in the void.

It didn't know where it came from or where it was going, only the black sand of the river flowed through this stretch of river.

The terrifying aura came, and Su Lu knew that if it was an ordinary seventh-order god, I was afraid that as long as it fell into the 'river water', it would be consumed by the black sand, even if it was the [Creator], it had to be treated with caution.

"Here we are, Black Sand River."

Claremont let out a sigh of emotion, he also knew Sulu's newcomer's identity, and introduced: "This area is not very dangerous, as long as you don't soak in the river for too long, it's fine, those black sand are also a good material for the [Creator], and there will occasionally be some strange items in it, probably the 'source' that is swept into ......the Black Sand River is the rarest kind." ”

He lowered Sulu and his whole body suddenly burst into the river of black sand.

The nameless black mist was huge, like a giant beast in the starry sky.

But for this stretch of the river, it's nothing.

Whoa!

Sulu seemed to hear the sound of water flowing in his ears, and a large amount of black quicksand splashed out.

"Haha...... I love it here and occasionally polish my body with the sand here......"

Claremont cruised in the Black Sand River and looked at Sulu, "Are you coming?" ”

"I'll try!"

Sulu twisted some black quicksand, smiled, and also entered the black sand river.

Crash!

Countless tiny pieces of black sand, actually harder than an artifact, bombarded his body at speeds beyond the limit.

'The seventh-order gods will be wiped out, and the ninth-order master will not be able to act easily, they will be swept away and gradually consumed...... Sure enough, it is an area where only the Creator can be active......

Sulu gathered up some of the black gravel and quickly searched aimlessly through the wide river.

Although there is only one section of the Heisha River, the area is very large, and it is not a big world.

His inspiration was compressed again, and it was difficult to find anything really useful.

'It's unlikely to find the source, but I hope to find some strange ores and craft a weapon that belongs to the Creator......

Su Lu had a hunch that in this eighth spiritual realm, there would be no less strife.

After all, it is the battlefield of the Creator.

As for whether to take the 'Realm Lord' route or the 'Lone Traveler' route, he hadn't decided for a while.

Time passes.

When Sulu felt a little tired, he chose to go back to shore.

"Hmm...... It's been about a hundred years, and for the Creator, the concept of time is a little different...... Is that what Claremont's 'too long' means? ”

Sulu walked downstream, where Claremont was.

"Haha...... Sulu. ”

Claremont also returned to shore: "Did you find what you were looking for?" ”

"I want to find some strange ores and build a weapon." Sulu casually said his intentions.

"If you need ore, I have a lot of them here, so I can give you a little cheaper......"

Claremont smiled.

At this moment, a strange aura spread.

Sulu and Claremont turned around at the same time, looking into the quicksand river.

There, a little bit of blue light emerges!