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Chapter 735: Chapter 387 “Spiritual Sea Passage” and “27,000,000 Years” (Please Subscribe)_2

At least Milton Cheney didn’t feel any discomfort, just a sense of heaviness in his body.

Time slowly passed.

Milton didn’t know how long the journey through the Spiritual Sea Passage to the Spiritual Sea Area governed by Myriad Towns Court would take.

He also didn’t care, as the passage of time had lost much of its meaning for him during this instance of the Reincarnation Simulation.

Having made a breakthrough to become a Level Eight Cultivator within this simulation, Milton’s longevity was incredibly vast, with a full five hundred million years of lifespan left.

With so much time that couldn’t be used to advance his Realm, there were too many other things he could do.

Tens of thousands, even hundreds of thousands of years had passed, losing all significance for Milton.

Even within the Spiritual Sea Passage, Milton could sense the passage of time, but he didn’t deliberately pay attention to it.

No matter how long this journey took, it wasn’t going to be very long.

At the most, it might take a few hundred thousand years, possibly even less.

Time wouldn’t stop just because Milton chose to ignore it.

Before he knew it, Milton had been traversing the Spiritual Sea Passage for over thirty thousand years.

At a certain moment, Milton sensed a change in his surroundings.

It transformed into a scene that was somewhat unfamiliar to him, yet also felt somewhat familiar.

The Spiritual Sea Area, he had arrived.

At that moment, Milton could clearly sense his Spiritual Body being enveloped by the current, yet he felt no discomfort.

Before Milton had time to closely observe his environment, the space next to him began to ripple slightly.

A thought flickered in Milton’s mind.

If his guess was correct, it should be the member responsible for recording his mission from Myriad Towns Court that had arrived.

Therefore, Milton set aside his stray thoughts and calmly waited.

Indeed, in the next moment, a woman wearing a White Robe with a delicate face appeared beside Milton.

Seeing the woman dressed in White Robe, Milton’s heart stirred slightly.

If the Black Robe in Myriad Towns Court represented the status of an Outer Sect Disciple, then the White Robe signified the status of an Inner Sect Disciple.

Of course, this was just a metaphor.

Outer and

a higher status than Black Robe

White Robe member

most fundamental condition was that one’s Talent had to

appeared in front of Milton had the same Talent level as him—they were both of

his mind, Milton did not

all, in the Spiritual World, to sense someone

was not ignorant, so naturally, he would not commit this kind of

woman appeared, her gaze rested on Milton’s

a handsome

moved but

Her expression remained indifferent.

the young man before

mission is recorded, you will officially take on the role of the seventh Spiritual Lord responsible for the Spiritual Sea Area governed by Myriad

Eight

Milton had only just advanced, whereas she had already traveled a

Talent, which meant she

was a high probability that

White Robe woman’s words, Milton nodded without any change in

White Robe woman was thinking, and even if he did, he didn’t

there wasn’t much left for Milton to care

the most had already

in the time that followed, all of his time

in the white robe made no attempt to hide her presence,

to clearly sense the direction in which the woman in the white robe

shifts and turns, Milton Cheney arrived in a

great hall was not

inherited memory; he had not anticipated that, after his breakthrough to the eight

be said, fate

process was very simple and didn’t waste much of Milton

memories about this mission had already appeared in

not much associated memory, and

Cheney, this mission was without any

matter how the mission was for other cultivators at the eight spiritual realm level, at least it was

in terms of safety, it perfectly

no need to waste time on arduous cultivation; five hundred million years would be more than enough

those pieces of hidden information, Milton Cheney might also learn

…

the fingers like fine sand that cannot be

flew by, twenty-seven million years

position of Spiritual Lord Guide had been spent within the Spiritual Sea

long, it felt very short

very relaxed