After spending two days, Lin Mo didn’t move again; he kept hunting beasts in the vicinity, speeding up the hunting process. With the sealing skill to control the beasts, the pace improved significantly.

Each day, more than 20 Star System-level early-stage beasts were slain, equivalent to 400 pure Nether Stones.

Over the two days, he managed to accumulate around 1000 pure Nether Stones, including previous gains, totaling approximately 2000 pure Nether Stones.

"If I don’t seek the Heaven Tree and keep hunting beasts here for Nether Stones, the rewards are simply too great," Lin Mo thought to himself.

However, for the sake of these Nether Stones, what was more important to Lin Mo was finding the Heaven Tree to obtain the Heavenly Dao Laws.

After the Devouring Spirit Worm consumed 2000 pure Nether Stones, it began producing insect eggs, as Lin Mo eagerly anticipated. He nurtured the Devouring Spirit Worm separately in a space ring.

As spiritual power entered the space ring, the Devouring Spirit Worm lay in the void, its body becoming increasingly massive, about the size of two people, spewing out white light groups about the size of a fist; these light groups piled up on one side, emitting a sinister cold energy. 𝘧𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑤ℯ𝑏𝓃𝘰𝑣ℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮

Ssss!

Crack!

Suddenly, one of the white light groups started to wriggle and then made a peculiar minor sound; a crack appeared in the white soft shell, followed by slender ice claws from the front limbs tearing the soft shell apart, and a worm about the size of a chick crawled out.

"Is it bigger than Lao Du’s bug?"

Lin Mo was momentarily stunned.

The black bugs used by Lao Du were called ’Big Mo Worms’; each bug was about the size of a fingernail shell, while the Star Feather Insect Lin Mo cultivated was evidently much larger, and it seemed they would grow even bigger in the future. Truly, ranked 108 among alien insects, it was indeed wondrous.

Lin Mo carefully examined the worm.

Chick-sized, its ice-transparent body exuded light blue ice crystals; its back bore four narrow ice wings with razor-sharp edges, a slender abdomen with six claws, the front two being shorter, the middle and rear claws were slender and filled with spikes, a pointed head with two sets of compound eyes, a long sharp spike in its beak; every part was born to fight.

"Wow, it’s an ice insect of Galaxy Level Realm,"

Lin Mo looked at the worm before him, and it seemed to be quite fond of Lin Mo, a spiritual communication seemed possible between them.

Moreover, Lin Mo found that the worm was born with Galaxy-level combat strength. On Yu Lan Star, Galaxy-level cultivators were top-notch experts; unexpectedly, a newly hatched worm had such power.

"Master, these worms are all my subordinates; I can command them, and you can command them too. According to the number of Nether Stones I devour, it takes ten Nether Stones to hatch a larva; I can produce up to one hundred insect eggs a day. If I enhance my strength in the future, I should be able to produce more insect eggs." The Devouring Spirit Worm’s voice echoed in Lin Mo’s mind.

Lin Mo nodded.

Yet, his mind swiftly calculated; the Devouring Spirit Worm consumed 2000 Nether Stones, producing 200 larvae, but their current strength is weak, only Galaxy-level. Even if abundant in number, facing Star System-level experts, they might be wiped out with a single slap.

"Indeed, insect cultivation is a money-burner; nurturing a formidable insect clan might cost more resources than my own cultivation,"

"However, such a trump card is a good thing; if resources can be obtained, a personal insect army can be cultivated,"

"Time cannot be wasted; I should head for the mountain top,"

Lin Mo refocused his thoughts; these Star Feather Insects can’t engage in combat for now, but cultivating them gradually would yield potent combat strength.

Two days later, Lin Mo reduced the number of beast kills en route, heading for the Thunder Mountain Range’s summit. At this pace, within two days, he’d reached the mountain peak—a boundless plain emanating formidable odors.

"The Five Primus Sect and Hexagram Sect are here already,"

On the plain, two forces gathered, forming a confrontation.

"Brother Lin Tanyu!"

"Lin Tanyu..."

"He dares to come..."

As Lin Mo appeared in the sky, several hundred spiritual powers instantaneously investigated him, some containing a hint of malevolence.

Noticing Lin Mo’s arrival, Xue Chen, Jing Xiao, and Le Qian’s faces lit up, quickly flying over; in this grey space, Lin Mo was rather fateful with the three.

"Brother Xue Chen," Lin Mo smiled, cupping his hands toward the three.

They reached the Thunder Mountain Range’s zenith, losing unknown numbers of sect disciples, striving to arrive. Lin Mo’s strength wasn’t weak; coming to a summit wasn’t surprising.

"The Refining God Pavilion and Netherworld Sect aren’t here?" Lin Mo scanned around, not seeing Netherworld Sect disciples or Refining God Pavilion traces.

Logically, with the Four Great Forces searching for Ancient Secret Realms on Zihuan Star, it’s unlikely only Five Primus Sect and Hexagram Sect entered this space region, right?

"Could another secret realm exist, with Netherworld Sect and Refining God Pavilion folks entering there?" Lin Mo pondered internally.

"But, Li Ling and the Netherworld Sect’s Great Elder should still be here,"

Lin Mo furrowed his sword eyebrows; the pair hadn’t surfaced yet, seemingly hiding their presence, planning to reap the benefits post-battle.

Now, however, Lin Mo was confident; if Li Ling and the Great Elder teamed up, as a Second Seal Nether Pattern Master, he could now break their sealing skill. Once the Sealing Skill is broken and space rifts torn open, even Li Ling and the Great Elder couldn’t catch him then.

"Lin Tanyu, you dare show up before me?" At that moment, a cold voice echoed.

A group flew over, led by the Five Primus Sect’s Ming King, surrounded by Lei Ying, Wu Yu, and others, their eyes exuding venom.

"Ming King, you promised not to trouble Lin Tanyu; do you intend to renege?" Xue Chen frowned, his face intense.

"I consented in Waste City not to bother him. However, here is Thunder Mountain; he provoked my Five Primus Sect, injured my junior, so how could I not settle this score? How will I earn respect from my juniors in the Five Primus Sect?" Ming King narrowed his eyes, a bitterly icy curve spread across his lips.

"Shameless, despicable scoundrel," Le Qian cursed.

Ming King sneered, "Today, regardless of others’ opinions, I’ll kill you; escape is impossible,"

"Ming King, if you act so, your reputation’s at risk, bullying a Star Sea-level cultivator," Guo Lu stepped forward slowly and said calmly.

"Guo Lu, this has nothing to do with you; we’re at Thunder Mountain’s summit now. Likely, treasures will soon appear; initiating a battle for someone irrelevant isn’t wise. Besides, he doesn’t belong to your Hexagram Sect. Eliminating him means one less competitor, wouldn’t you agree?" Ming King grinned at Guo Lu.

Wonderful developments continue tomorrow.