Cultivation Begins with Skill Points

573: Chapter 562: Speculations on the God Realm 573: Chapter 562: Speculations on the God Realm Crack, crack!

A series of light sounds echoed, the Heaven and Earth Furnace within contained tiny Blood Pills that began to crumble completely, now wholly refined and absorbed by Zhong Lin, without a trace left.

The power within them was comprehensively received, understood, without any drop lost.

These Blood Pills are akin to the Xuandan of the Human Clan Martial Artist, containing the Blood Demon Clan’s entire Blood Essence, Power of Space, even Conception insights, and now have been absorbed and refined by Zhong Lin, becoming nourishment for his growth.

Eyes opened, flashes of Divine Light flickered; at this moment, the entire Domain had expanded beyond a thousand feet, and within the Domain, the Five Elements, Thunder, Fist Intent, Sword Intent, among others, circulated interactively, demonstrating tremendous power.

The Domain is a fusion of one’s own Conception and Power of Space, suspended between reality and illusion, arising as desired, retracting with thought.

A thought forms the Domain, being within it is akin to controlling everything as a Divine, anything encompassed by the Domain would be suppressed, unless facing another Sealing King Expert with a similarly cultivated Domain.

Zhong Lin reached out and touched lightly, yet everything seemed illusionary, with brows lightly furrowed.

“King Realm senses space, Imperial Realm condenses Dharma Image, is the mythical God Realm then to transform this space between reality and illusion into substance?

Forming a true space?

Or perhaps… a Grotto Heaven?”

Zhong Lin’s mind stormed.

“Void King once said, to venture into the mythical God Realm, one needs something called ‘Source’, an item that can only be born when a world initially opens.”

“Does this mean that only with the infusion of this item can produce effects akin to making tofu with milk, turning the space between reality and illusion into a genuine Grotto Heaven?”

“A separate space centered around oneself, an independent kingdom, a realm truly belonging to one within the Heaven and Earth, within this Grotto Heaven, he would be the Creator, the Master of the World.”

“It truly seems possible, after all, according to the capabilities unique to the current King Realm and Imperial Realm, crafting an individual Cave Heaven Blessed Land doesn’t seem impossible,” Zhong Lin murmured in his heart.

Pop, pop, pop!

As Zhong Lin pondered, his body quivered and exploded, dense space power gathered toward his body again, as if every drop of blood, every inch of flesh, merged with a profoundly powerful Power of Space.

With the infusion of space, Zhong Lin could feel his physical body becoming stronger, subtly transforming, and moreover, having abilities akin to storing Spiritual Origin like a Golden Core.

Considering that his flesh now harbors Power of Space, and space is famed for containing vastness, how much Spiritual Origin could this store?

“Hiss!

The flesh storing Spiritual Origin, does perceiving space mean that each drop of blood equals a Golden Core?

No wonder Imperial Realm experts are so powerful.”

Zhong Lin inhaled sharply, his heart full of shock.

Of course, he also realized he was somewhat wishful; he could feel the flesh indeed storing Spiritual Origin, but compared to a Golden Core, it was greatly lacking, let alone each drop of blood being equivalent to a Golden Core.

Power began to skyrocket, increasing.

After several days, all the Blood Pills were completely refined.

Slowly opening his eyes, he exhaled a long breath.

This breath stretched a thousand miles over the Northern Plain, like a dragon of airflow, shaking the surrounding space.

Centered around him, the space within a two thousand-foot radius began to distort, forming a space independent of the world, suspended between reality and illusion.

Outside the Domain, the cold wind was biting, a thousand miles of ice sealed, ten thousand miles of snow danced.

Within the Domain, the spring breeze was gentle, a garden full of spring, flowers in bloom under the warmth of spring.

Everything was extraordinarily beautiful.

This is the power of the Domain, with a thought, the heavens and earth can change, of course, provided within one’s Domain.

Moreover, Zhong Lin could feel the five-colored light shining within his Domain, which was his understanding of the Five Elements Path.

The entire Domain could absorb Five Elements Primordial Qi at any time, keeping him perpetually in the most perfect state.

The Five Elements Path resembled the house framework, while other elements such as Thunder, Sword Dao, Boxing Skill, Blood Path were the pillars of the house.

The Domain of King Realm experts also varies in rank, mainly based on stability and power.

Zhong Lin felt his Domain was unmatched among the same rank.

He slowly stood up, sensing the two-thousand-foot Domain, a powerful feeling arose spontaneously.

“The Heat Fire Scripture is indeed born for the battlefield, a few more half-step Emperor Level Blood Pills, and I’ll reach King Realm Perfect, then start condensing the Heaven and Earth Dharma Image.”

“Pawn?

Hehe, sooner or later I’ll flip the chessboard on you.”

Zhong Lin’s eyes opened and closed, emitting chilling light.

Time passed slowly, the war didn’t diminish but instead intensified.

Every day, countless Blood Demon Clan warriors and Human Clan Martial Artists fell, yet an even greater number of Blood Demon Clan members crossed over from the void pathway, and countless Martial Artists came from the Eastern Desolate, joining the battlefield, filling the entire sky of the Northern Plain with a dense scent of blood, the Primordial Qi in the air became turbulent due to war.

Some fell, naturally some rose, each day the names of prodigies echoed through the Northern Plain, countless broke through Realms amidst life and death, defying fate.

The Northern Plain turned into the grindstone of flesh and bone, the place where prodigies made their names.

Half a year into the war, King Realm experts began to join, turning the battlefield even more tragic.

Zhong Lin didn’t enter the battlefield, waiting for further instructions from numerous Emperors.

The ugly scars above the Northern Plain expanded over time, transforming from ‘scars’ to ‘wounds’, allowing more and stronger Blood Demon Clan members to enter.

A year later.

As Zhong Lin sat with closed eyes in meditation, he abruptly opened his eyes, soon a Jade Talisman fell into his palm.

“It finally begins.”

His figure flickered, and he transformed into a stream of light, disappearing into the sky.

Above the Northern Plain, a place covered in ice.

The Moon Spirit King sat cross-legged on the ground, above her was a crescent moon phantom casting cold light, forming a halo within a hundred feet, keeping Blood Demon Clan warriors outside.

Within the halo, dozens of female disciples sat cross-legged, faces pale, some barely breathing, seemingly ready to fall at any moment.

Outside the halo, hundreds of Blood Demon Clan warriors, strength comparable to Life and Death Realm, attacked relentlessly, trying to breach the Light Shield.

Each attack visibly weakened the light, likely soon to break through the defense completely.

Not far on the rocky mountain, a young man with a golden crown, a leisurely demeanor, except for the golden horns on his head, indistinguishable from Green Origin Realm Human Clan, stood high.

The man’s face handsome, physique tall and upright, if not for the horns, anyone would struggle to recognize him as a member of the Blood Demon Clan.