Chapter 616 - 473: A Thousand Years of Cultivation
In the twentieth year, day after day of being washed by the Heavenly River, Lin Xing’s immortal body constantly experienced the changes from withering to fullness, becoming increasingly adapted to the effects brought about by the passage of time. Its property of immortality had also once again been improved. (Immortality: 1→3)
And through the comprehension of "Nine Tribulations Transforms the Vast Sky," a vast amount of knowledge regarding immortality continuously flooded into Lin Xing’s mind.
This property of immortality, based on his thoughts, was quantified numerically, starting from 0, with the effect of each increase of 1 point becoming stronger and stronger, able to resist more types of forces beyond space and time, but the difficulty of improvement also grew increasingly high.
And reaching the maximum of 100 meant truly stepping out of time, invincible to all calamities, unaffected by any forces beyond space and time.
In the fiftieth year, Lin Xing’s originally weakened and withered immortal body gradually returned to its normal state, the effects of the passage of time on his immortal body becoming increasingly minor. (Immortality: 3→8)
In the sixty-eighth year, no matter how the second Heavenly River washed over him, time refining, Lin Xing’s immortal body remained as pure and white as jade, showing not the slightest change, as if the immortality within his body had reached some sort of limit. (Immortality: 8→10)
In the seventieth year, Lin Xing silently cultivated within the second Heavenly River yet made no progress, suddenly realizing that cultivation in this place had reached its end.
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Lin Xing’s gaze shifted, feeling the results of his cultivation after silently consuming seventy years of lifespan under the complete darkness.
"Immortality, huh?"
"So the so-called immortal body can actually condense the power of immortality; could this possibly be the method by which Immortals from higher realms counteract forces beyond space and time?"
In the midst of his contemplation, Lin Xing had once again shot forward, like a bolt of lightning constantly penetrating the raging and surging waters of the Heavenly River before him.