672 Hei Chous Appearance (2/2)

Obviously, his wishful thinking was too good to be true.

It was because in the Heaven Realm World, although Zhou Bao was very famous, only a few people knew his real strength, and even his wife Yan Yunfei was not quite certain about it. Though the Individual Immortals and Genuine Immortals caught by Hei Chou knew about Zhou Bao, they never thought that Zhou Bao had such strength and good fate. As a result, Hei Chou underestimated Zhou Bao's power, which became the root of his tragedy.

Having made up his mind to threaten Zhou Bao with his family, Hei Chou immediately went to the inner yard of King Wuyuan Palace. But just as he stepped one foot, a light mist suddenly appeared.

The mist had appeared without warning, and Hei Chou's spiritual mind had not even noticed how it rose. But he realized it at the moment it appeared. With a slight trembling, he changed into a faint black mist and ran straight toward the inner yard.

”You are so stubborn!”

The moment he turned into the black mist, a clear voice sounded in his ear. Then he found that the space around him got confused.

The power of space was not mysterious for practitioners like them. The Ghost Immortal at the Lord of Heaven Realm could condense out the Self-world, so needless to say, he could do it, too. The layers of space around his body fluctuated like ordinary micro-worlds. And when one became an Earthly Immortal, they could even condense out their own macro world.

After Earthly Immortals condensed out their own macro worlds, they were as Fate Creators, so the Fate Creation Listener could not control the Earthly Immortals anymore. With more effort, they may even be able to condense out something like the Jade Plate of Fate, which could allow them to enter the Immortal Realm freely.

Yet, few Earthly Immortals were willing to condense out their own complete macro worlds, because there were too many Dharma in a complete macro world, and some mysteries of creation were involved, so complete macro worlds were not practical. Each Earthly Immortal's macro world had their own characteristics, and only when they became Celestial Immortals could they make their macro worlds perfectly. That was why the Celestial Immortal was also called a creator.

But even in the antiquity times, no one had ever seen a Celestial Immortal, let alone now.

As the practice went on, the practitioners would encounter more and more difficulties, and the pace of the practice would slow down. No matter who it was, in the early brave and diligent efforts, the cultivation may advance rapidly, but after breaking through to the realm of Human Immortal, the speed of cultivation and phase would slow down greatly. It usually took hundreds, thousands, or even tens of thousands of years to ascend one rank.

When Zhou Bao, who owned powerful foundation and fate, broke through from the Realm of Ghost Immortal to the Realm of Human Immortal, it had only been 10 years in the temporal world, but he spent more than 300 years in the Azure Big World, where had superior conditions. In addition, when consolidating the state, he spent nearly 100 years with Wang She and Child-endowing Buddha.

From the evolution of the Azure Big World to his practice to the present state, Zhou Bao had spent nearly 500 years practicing intensely and with almost optimal conditions.

500 years was enough for the Monkey Sun to come out of the Five Elements Mountain.

It took him nearly 500 years to reach his present state. It would definitely take longer if he wanted to keep improving.

Anyway, those whose cultivation was as high as Hei Chou and Zhou Bao's had their own Self-world, and the mystery of space was not very profound for them. At least the ordinary means of space could not affect them. The surrounding spaces seemed to be invisible doors that were open to him, but as the mist rose, the doors suddenly closed. But it didn't bother him because he could open them at any time. However, with the doors closed, the original road was lost, and the location of the doors all changed. In a word, what was once a very clear and organized space was now a space-time maze, a mess.

Hei Chou's brows drew together in a frown, and a hint of foreboding came into his mind. No matter who unknowingly did this, it was enough to draw attention to him.

”I'm Hei Chou from the Black Mountain World. Please tell me who you are.”

”Humph!” He heard a cold snort. Then the space around him suddenly shattered and vanished into the hollow.

Hei Chou's face became gloomy. He was led into the hollow before he knew it.