Chapter 169 - Cultivating As A Herculean (2/2)

As for that trace of energy that appeared, Yan Zaizen recognized it. It was a trace of samsara! The combination of life, death, and soul laws. When combined in unison, it produces the Imperial Law of Samsara. He recalled his glimpse into the laws in Grux. At that time, he learned that laws can be combined for strength like Archery of Pure Destruction or merged to produce a greater law!

If it wasn't for the life and death antagonistic relationship, perhaps he could've developed energy based on the Heavenly Law of Rebirth. Fortunately, it seemed the addition of the sky-blue orb has changed their relationship.

”Samsara-based vital energy…” He felt increasingly interested in it. Unfortunately, he couldn't control this energy. It stayed deep within his stomach, floating about as if it was independent. His stomach was also changing colors due to it, turning a dark-blue but then it would change to light-blue. It was like a clock, every twelve hours, it would change to the next.

Ignoring that for now, he decided to continue cultivating. At this point, the loneliness of cultivation still didn't affect him. Pinaka was absolutely shocked at what happened next.

Three hundred and fifty-six years passed. During which, Yan Zaizen did nothing but cultivate, read, occasionally drank some wine, discussed some things with Pinaka or his parents, but besides that, nothing else. He stayed within chaotic space's lifeless environment without a single tick of impatience.

In total, this was nearly four hundred years!!! Yet, Yan Zaizen remained completely unfazed even amidst the horrible pain to refine each acupuncture individually. Typically, experts would only seclude themselves in cultivation like this for a short period of time, but Yan Zaizen had barely lived twenty years of his life outside.

It was as if chaotic space was his home.

In truth, Yan Zaizen didn't mind. This type of cultivation was peaceful. Without people, without troubles, without conflict, simply him and his cultivation. No mocking gazes, schemes, or thoughts about the future.

Not to mention…

CLENCH!!!

Clenching his fist, he could feel the epic power residing in his every cell, every bone, every fiber of muscle, and drop of blood.

Perfect-Grand Herculean Physique!!

Taking in a deep breath, the surrounding chaotic space was ruthlessly siphoned into his lungs, refined into deathly energy, sent to his heart to be converted to lifeforce energy, and then sent to every corner of his body. The constant refinement of the body with each breath felt exhilarating!

As for his brain, as it was fed lifeforce, it would be purified and modified into soulforce, enhancing his cognitive functions. With every breath, his memory, processing speed, and sensory perception were amplified bit by bit!

His life, death, and soul conceptual art have already equalized during this stay! They were at the major-Manifestation level! With this, creating a second-floor Heavenly Shrine was possible. However, what's truly shocking was his time and space laws! As he stayed in the environment they originated from, they both ascended to the perfect-Manifestation level!

”You're already capable of building a third-floor Heavenly Shrine. Truly awe-inspiring.” Pinaka praised. If anyone told her that someone not even five hundred years old comprehended FIVE World Laws, she'd look at them as if they were idiots.

But now! Yan Zaizen talent was eclipsing the world already!

”From my calculations, about eight years should've passed outside.” Within chaotic space, time was slowed down or sped up. The turbulent time-flow enables Yan Zaizen to experience four hundred years in only eight. This may seem like a benefit, but he was still four hundred years older in both body and soul.

Therefore, he could still die of old age if he exceeds his lifespan.

”Thirty-one years left before the Dao Trials...that's roughly nine hundred and thirty years.” Pinaka calculated, feeling somewhat odd. Was Yan Zaizen planning on spending over a thousand years cultivating alone?! That's…

”I'll leave in nine hundred years,” he nodded rather casually. If anyone saw this casual attitude, they would be crossed between slapping him or gawking at him. To him, what was nine hundred years? If he breaks through the True Essence Realm, he can live twenty-five thousand minimum. That wasn't even considering the fact he felt incomparably safe in chaotic space.

It truly was his home.

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