Cultivating To Immortality

"Cough, Long Ren, I agree to accompany you, but you must first teach me how to quickly learn the Dragon Shadow Technique." Long Qiu showed a cunning smile on her face.

"Alright, you two watch me." Fang Hong nodded.

Long Qiu and Long Xia looked over, and suddenly, they saw a purple light flash in Fang Hong's pupils. From that moment on, they completely became Fang Hong's demonic servants.

"Go back and cultivate." Fang Hong instructed.

Long Xia and Long Qiu nodded, then obediently left.

"Are the Dragon Clan's girls all this proactive?"

Fang Hong shook his head and returned to his Immortal Cave to continue comprehending the secret techniques.

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Time flew by, and half a year passed in the blink of an eye.

At this moment, Fang Hong was sitting cross-legged in the desert of the Myriad Beasts Tower, slowly opening his eyes.

In the past half-year, Fang Hong's secluded cultivation had yielded significant results.

He successfully comprehended a trace of the Law of Destruction and the Law of Space, completely mastering the Dragon Sound secret technique and the Void Secret Technique, using them with ease.

Not only that, with the help of the Void secret technique, Fang Hong also naturally comprehended a trace of the Law of Time.

It was precisely because of this that the Guangyin Array, which he had previously been unable to fully comprehend, suddenly became clear to him, and he finally understood its formation principles.

With his current ability, he was fully confident in refining a brand new guangyin stele.

Fang Hong's mind stirred slightly, and with a gentle flick of his finger, an inconspicuous grain of sand floated up from the desert beneath him, stopping steadily in front of him.

Immediately after, Fang Hong's fingertip gently touched the grain of sand.

The moment his fingertip touched the sand, a soft blue light flashed instantly, enveloping the sand.

Although Fang Hong's action just now seemed insignificant, in reality, he had already used the Law of Space he had just comprehended to create an independent, miniature Small World inside the grain of sand.

After completing all of this, Fang Hong's mind moved, and the space around him twisted slightly.

His figure instantly disappeared from the desert space of the Myriad Beasts Tower, entering the Small World inside the grain of sand.

As soon as he entered the grain of sand, he was met with a pitch-black darkness where he couldn't see his hand in front of his face. The entire space was filled with a deathly silence, like the beginning of Chaos.

Seeing this, Fang Hong waved his hand, and a warm, bright fireball appeared out of thin air in the sky, like sunlight, instantly dispelling the darkness and illuminating the entire Small World.

Looking at the empty, void-filled Small World before him, Fang Hong felt it was a bit monotonous.

So, he slowly raised his hands, and the abundant magic power within him continuously surged out, beginning to construct all things in the Small World.

Mountains and rivers rose from the ground, lush green plants broke through the soil, clouds and mist swirled, and even agile birds and beasts ran through the forest.

In just the blink of an eye, the originally empty and silent Small World became vibrant with life, and the Origin Qi in the air became extremely abundant.

At first glance, it seemed no different from the real world outside.

Fang Hong looked at the results of his cultivation with satisfaction.

He used to envy ancient cultivators who created Small Worlds within artifacts like steles, but now he had also learned this Divine Power.

Of course, the Small World Fang Hong constructed at this moment was still vastly different from a true external world.

The Law system here was not only singular but also extremely crude, far less complete and precise than the external world.

More importantly, all living things in the Small World were conjured from his own magic power, not truly existing life forms.

They lacked true spirituality and independent consciousness, and could only move according to the simple trajectories he set.

Furthermore, the area of this Small World was too small, only tens of thousands of miles.

The reason for this was mainly limited by three factors.

Firstly, his current total magic power was not yet strong enough to support the construction of a larger world.

Secondly, the materials used to construct the world were too ordinary, just a common grain of sand, with limited carrying capacity.

Thirdly, his grasp of the Law of Space was not deep enough, so he could only achieve this level of creation.

With Fang Hong's current cultivation realm, being able to create such a Small World within such an ordinary grain of sand was already his limit.

However, Fang Hong was filled with anticipation.

If he could find some rare materials in the future and further deepen his understanding and mastery of various Laws, perhaps one day he could truly create a vast and complete great world like the Profound Fallen Realm.

After a brief moment of emotion, Fang Hong did not linger. His figure flickered slightly, and he exited the sand world, returning to the desert space of the Myriad Beasts Tower.

Fang Hong flicked his fingertip, sending the sand world to a spot not far from the desert.

The moment the sand landed, a loud bang suddenly exploded, shaking the surrounding sand dunes, and the Small World inside that grain of sand was instantly detonated.

The violent magic power instantly spread out, and the surrounding space also fluctuated violently, constantly showing signs of collapse and implosion.

Fortunately, this collapse did not last too long, and after a few breaths, the space slowly returned to calm.

Although the grain of sand was small, it contained the powerful magic power that Fang Hong had injected when he constructed the world.

When it was detonated, the power generated was naturally not to be underestimated.

Fang Hong estimated that the power of that explosion just now was enough to kill several Body Integration Cultivators, showing its destructive power.

Fang Hong exited the Myriad Beasts Tower, summoned the guangyin stele, and looking at these two treasures, the guangyin stele and the Myriad Beasts Tower, a bold idea suddenly formed in his mind.

If he used the Law of Space and the Law of Time he had just comprehended to re-fuse and refine these two treasures, he might be able to create an even more powerful heavenly spiritual treasure.

No sooner said than done, Fang Hong took out the Star Tower, and his figure flashed into the internal space of the Star Tower.

Immediately after, Fang Hong quickly set up the Soul Fusion Formation, placed the guangyin stele and the Myriad Beasts Tower in the center of the formation, then sat cross-legged and began to Fuse these two treasures.

The guangyin stele itself was already a low-grade heavenly spiritual treasure, and the Myriad Beasts Tower had reached the level of a mid-grade heavenly spiritual treasure. As the two fused, Fang Hong was very curious what the result would be.

Days passed, and in the blink of an eye, two months quietly slipped away.

On this day, in the fourth-floor space of the Star Tower, brilliant and dazzling colorful light suddenly shot out, illuminating the entire space as if it were a dreamlike splendor.

Fang Hong was still sitting on the ground, his eyes tightly closed.

In the air in front of him, a thumb-sized, seven-colored orb floated, and the colorful light emanated from this seven-colored orb.

After a long while, Fang Hong slowly opened his eyes, his face filled with joy.

After two months of unremitting effort, the fusion of the guangyin stele and the Myriad Beasts Tower was finally successful.

The seven-colored orb radiating light before him was precisely the brand new heavenly spiritual treasure born after the fusion of the two spiritual treasures.

Fang Hong pondered for a moment and named it bead of time.