Luo Feng’s base, Star Fragment No. 80389081, with a diameter of 6,200 kilometers.
This star land floated in the void. Apart from the vast manor on it, cosmic warriors were patrolling the area. Suddenly, they saw a shuttle-shaped spaceship slowly descending from the distant void. Startled, they immediately transmitted a message to the head guard, Odo.
“General, there’s a spaceship!”
“A spaceship is approaching.”
A figure flew out from within the manor—it was indeed the bald old man Odo. Looking up into the distance, Odo saw a shuttle-shaped spaceship. At once, his expression changed. “The mark of the Celestial Erosion Palace? It’s an F-grade spaceship. Follow me!”
Odo led dozens of guards, and like streaks of light, they swiftly flew toward the spaceship.
In the distance, the shuttle-shaped spaceship slowly descended, landing atop a patch of wild grass and flowers.
“Hmm?”
“The spaceship from the Celestial Erosion Palace? It should be the young master returning. Why hasn’t the hatch opened yet?” Odo stood beside the spaceship with his group of guards, waiting silently. After a long while, the hatch finally slid open with a hiss. A tall, broad-shouldered man carrying a massive axe appeared at the doorway, scanning the group with a cold gaze.
An invisible pressure bore down heavily upon the souls of Odo and his men.
“Greetings, Immortal.” Odo hurriedly bowed.
“Greetings, Immortal,” the guards also bowed in fear.
“Luofeng is currently in deep meditation. He must not be disturbed at this crucial moment.” The tall man said coldly. “Our spaceship from the Celestial Erosion Palace will remain here for quite some time until Luo Feng awakens. You must not interrupt him.”
“Yes.”
Odo and his men respectfully bowed again, secretly astonished.
Goodness.
Judging from the pressure radiating from this figure, and the faint ripples of laws around him, he was clearly a mighty Immortal! Yet Luo Feng’s cultivation had reached a level so profound that even an Immortal from the Celestial Erosion Palace dared not interrupt him. It was simply incredible. After all, Luo Feng was merely a member of the Primordial Secret Realm, and his status should be slightly lower than that of an Immortal from the Celestial Erosion Palace.
Hiss!
The hatch closed again. Odo and his men could only obediently remain outside.
An hour, two hours…
A day, two days…
“Why hasn’t the young master awoken yet?”
“Yeah, we’ve been waiting for so long. General, if the young master continues his meditation indefinitely, are we supposed to wait here foolishly forever? I think we should return first.”
“Silence!”
Odo snapped, glancing at the guards who had been standing for eighteen days. “You’re only Cosmic-level and Domain Lords. How long have you really been waiting? Even I haven’t uttered a word, and even the Immortal from the Celestial Erosion Palace is waiting here without daring to disturb the young master’s cultivation. Yet you dare to complain? Hmph!”
The murmuring guards immediately fell silent.
“Hmph!”
“Remain quiet and wait here!” Odo barked. “If the young master awakens and does not see us here to greet him, that will be our failure!”
“Yes, General.”
The guards obediently responded.
…
Inside the spaceship’s control room, Luo Feng sat cross-legged on the metallic floor, completely motionless.
In his mind, scenes were unfolding—previously, the Celestial Erosion Palace Master had demonstrated the trajectories of nine black flame planet spheres. These images continuously replayed in his mind. Many secrets hidden within the second volume of “Notes on Time and Space,” many previously unknown and misunderstood aspects, were now being deciphered one by one!
The Steles of Nine Heavens Chaos,
Chronicles of Time and Space,
The Tome of Forbidden Blood,
Nine Spheres of Obsidian Flame,
Echoes of the Ancients,
The Colossus of the Beast God…
Each verified and complemented the other.
Combined with his previous comprehension of 35 profound mysteries, and his considerable progress in the 36th, Luo Feng now found himself overcoming layer upon layer of confusion. One revelation after another surfaced, causing a spontaneous smile to appear on his face.
Unknowingly, Luo Feng had completely mastered the 36th profound mystery. As the nine black-flame planetary spheres continuously simulated and ultimately perfected the entire spatial law, Luo Feng naturally continued his meditation, progressing to the third engraving of the Nine Heavens Chaos Monument—the Storm of Blades!
One confusion after another surfaced in his mind, one incomprehensible point after another. Yet Luo Feng, drawing upon his insights from the nine black flame planet spheres and the ancient images, struggled through one obstacle after another, expending immense effort to overcome each challenge…
…
“Enough for now.” Luo Feng, still cross-legged, suddenly opened his eyes.
“If I keep meditating, my efficiency will plummet. The optimal way to decipher the Nine Heavens Chaos Stele remains the *Notes on Time and Space*. At present, I only possess the first two volumes—the third eludes me.” Luo Feng keenly sensed the staggering drop in his comprehension speed without the *Notes on Time and Space* to cross-reference.
The Chronicles of Time and Void was penned by the progenitor of the Celestial Chaos Stele. It held immeasurable worth and stood as the most potent arcane method for unraveling the stele’s mysteries.
Hiss!
The control room door opened, and Luo Feng turned his head to see the tall man with the massive axe entering.
“You’ve awakened. You may go down now,” the tall man said, glancing at Luo Feng.
“Thank you, Immortal.” Luo Feng slightly bowed.
“This is the Palace Master’s command. There’s no need to thank me.” The tall man said nothing more. Luo Feng respectfully bowed again and quickly walked down the corridor, exiting the spaceship.
…
“Greetings, Young Master.”
Odo and the group of guards, who had waited for over thirty days, immediately bowed respectfully upon seeing Luo Feng emerge.
“Hmm.” Luo Feng leapt down from the hatch, landing on the grass with a smile. “Sorry for making you wait so long. Let’s go back.”
“Yes.” Odo and the others respectfully followed.
On this floating star fragment land, Luo Feng quickly returned to his residence and, unable to contain himself, immediately entered the virtual universe network.
…
In the virtual universe, Yuxiang Mountain’s Primordial District, Manor No. 1136.
Luo Feng directly arrived at his training ground.
“The Celestial Erosion Palace Master helped me this time, saving me at least two or three years. And the simulation with the nine black flame planet spheres has given me some insights into deciphering the Rainstorm Image,” Luo Feng recalled the scene from the Celestial Erosion Palace, marveling at the power of the nine black flame planets.
The cosmic space was extremely stable. Even the intense heat of a star wouldn’t affect space in the slightest.
Yet these black flame planets could burn through space itself, suppress spatial turbulence, and their immense gravity even twisted space. Luo Feng speculated that even an Immortal might be burned to death if caught in the flames of one of those black flame planets.
“Mastering the heavy as if it were light!”
“I shouldn’t think too far ahead. I can’t even control a single star yet.” Luo Feng shook his head, dismissing further thoughts. With a thought, he summoned a dark golden long rod. “I’ve fully grasped the 36 fundamental profound mysteries, but I don’t know if I can unleash the sixth level.”
The Divine Shifting Art consisted of nine levels.
The fifth level was “Spatial Severance,” and the sixth level was “Self-Contained World.” Transitioning from the fifth to the sixth level was one of the two most difficult breakthroughs in the entire Divine Shifting Art.
Eighty years!
Over eighty years of arduous cultivation, Luo Feng’s comprehension had improved immensely compared to eighty years ago, yet he still couldn’t unleash the sixth level of the Divine Shifting Art.
“Divine Shifting Art, release!” Luo Feng commanded coldly.
Hiss!
Countless golden lights shot forth from the dark golden rod behind him. In an instant, dazzling golden light radiated outward. Each tiny dark golden sword emitted golden threads from its golden runes, and the countless golden lights stirred the fundamental laws of space and metal. The alloy floor and other elements of the training ground vanished.
A vast world emerged, faintly filled with sword qi.
This technique could reshape heaven and earth—it was the sixth level of the Divine Shifting Art: Self-Contained World!
“Hmm?” Luo Feng furrowed his brow, his face flushed red, as his consciousness and mental force frantically controlled the foundation of this “Sword World”—the 5,832 tiny golden swords.
“No, no—”
“Hold on!” Luo Feng couldn’t help but roar.
Boom!
The “Sword World” had remained stable for only three or four seconds before it began to tremble and then shattered with a deafening explosion.
Dense, countless golden swords—5,832 in total—floated around him, but the Sword World had already disintegrated.
“Just a few seconds before it shattered,” Luo Feng chuckled, shaking his head. “Still, it’s not bad. This was my first formal creation of a ‘Sword World.’ After so many years, I’ve finally succeeded in forming a Sword World for the first time. Now that I’ve managed to form it, the next steps should come more quickly.”
Each level was extremely difficult to break through.
For example, the first level of the Divine Shifting Art, “Illusory Sword,” was merely the formation of a single illusory sword. The second level, “Sky Piercing Style,” required simultaneously controlling nine illusory swords and merging them into one. The difference between the two was immense.
Over the past eighty years,
Luo Feng had progressed from the fifth level, “Spatial Severance,” making astonishing progress. With many extraordinary experiences, he had finally reached the threshold of the sixth level, “Self-Contained World.” Of course, it was only the threshold. Each level’s power varied, and Luo Feng’s Sword World had only lasted a few seconds, indicating he was at the most basic level of the sixth.
In theory—
The Rainstorm Image could only be activated after reaching a certain level of comprehension of the Rain Image. Luo Feng had not truly delved into the Rainstorm Image yet.
“Levels one to three of the Tower of Heaven correspond to the Raindrop Image.”
“Levels four to six of the Tower of Heaven correspond to the Drizzle Image.”
“Levels seven to nine of the Tower of Heaven correspond to the Rainstorm Image.” Luo Feng frowned. “This is a rough correspondence. I’ve comprehended the first 36 essences, which might be ten times stronger than a typical comprehension of the Drizzle Image, allowing me to barely form the Sword World.”
“But…”
“Maintaining the Sword World for only a few seconds means I probably can’t pass level seven of the Tower of Heaven yet. With more practice and familiarity, I might be able to extend the duration of the Sword World.” Luo Feng pondered, “Moreover, having comprehended the first 36 profound mysteries, studying the Rainstorm Image will undoubtedly be extremely difficult. However, grasping its surface might be quick.”
The stronger the foundation, the faster the comprehension.
Luo Feng’s foundation was undoubtedly solid!
“To study the Rainstorm Image, I need the third volume of Notes on Time and Space. I should purchase this secret technique.” Luo Feng understood the principle that sharpening the axe would not delay the cutting of firewood. He immediately rushed out of the training ground.
Whoosh!
He flew directly to his study in his residence.
Sitting at the desk, he opened his laptop screen and quickly accessed the ‘Treasure Vault’ to prepare to purchase the secret technique. Suddenly, he froze, noticing the personal points displayed below the Treasure Vault.
“Personal Points Balance: 74,660.”
“Only seventy thousand points? Buying the third volume of Notes on Time and Space requires 100,000 points, right?” Luo Feng was slightly taken aback.
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