Meng Ru Jiang Nan Yan Yu

Chapter 427 Myriad Laws Yuan Liu

In the slightly dim cave dwelling.

Crystal clear Heavenly Law Stones floated quietly in mid-air.

Although not much larger than dragon's eyes, they contained countless patterns within, shimmering with a radiant glow, as if holding a wondrous world.

Ling Fan sat cross-legged on the ground, a powerful suction emanating from his body, directed at the Heavenly Law Stones suspended in mid-air.

Soon.

Threads of spiritual energy were stripped from the Heavenly Law Stones, transforming into streaks of brilliant light that penetrated Ling Fan's acupoints and pores.

This absorption lasted for three days and three nights.

Ling Fan finally completely absorbed all the vast natural spiritual energy contained within this piece of Heavenly Law Stone.

With a thought.

The Myriad Transformation Spirit Body materialized behind him.

At this moment, wisps of spiritual energy fluctuations emanated from the Myriad Transformation Spirit Body.

As Ling Fan's gaze sharpened.

Boom!

With a roar, Ling Fan's Myriad Transformation Spirit Body began to disintegrate and collapse, flowing out like a river of power.

As the Myriad Transformation Spirit Body disintegrated further, this pure river of power continuously spread throughout the cave dwelling, extending longer and longer at a visible rate.

At first glance.

It resembled a dragon coiling through heaven and earth.

Or perhaps a long, flowing ribbon, fluttering in the void.

It had to be said.

Ling Fan's Myriad Transformation Spirit Body was exceptionally powerful and solidified.

This process of collapse continued for over five days.

A full five days later, his Myriad Transformation Spirit Body had completely disintegrated, and the resulting river of power, winding and twisting, had spread to every corner of the cave dwelling.

An incomparably powerful and profound sense of strength emanated from this meandering river in the void.

Having accomplished all this.

Ling Fan let out a long sigh, a rare hint of fatigue showing on his face.

The aura around him had also slightly diminished.

But Ling Fan's eyes shone with an unprecedented bright light.

He gazed intently at the river of power coiling in the void around him, extending into every corner, and nodded in satisfaction.

After all this effort, he had finally managed to refine and transform all his cultivation into a primitive, pure form of power.

This process appeared simple.

But in reality, it was extremely difficult.

Only Ling Fan, a supreme expert who had once been a Great Heavenly Venerate, possessed the means and ability to simplify complexity and directly grasp the origin of power.

Next.

Ling Fan began to compress this river of power.

It took several more days.

The originally winding and twisting river, stretching over ten thousand meters when unfolded, was finally condensed and compressed by Ling Fan to a mere thirty-three feet.

And its head and tail connected.

Forming a closed loop, circulating endlessly, traversing the heavens.

Exuding a sense of completeness.

The current Ling Fan had truly reached the perfect completion of the Giant Spirit Realm, a realm rarely attained by any martial artist throughout history.

From this moment on.

Even if Ling Fan did not deliberately cultivate spiritual energy, this Great Perfection Heavenly Cycle Ring would continuously circulate, refine, and generate spiritual energy on its own.

However, the speed at which it would grow on its own was relatively slow.

"Hoo."

Ling Fan exhaled a long breath.

He stretched his limbs, casually clenched his fist, and a powerful sense of strength immediately permeated his entire body.

It was stronger than when his Myriad Transformation Spirit Body had reached great success.

But not significantly stronger.

The significance of this cultivation was not in the pure increase in strength, but in the refinement and paving of his cultivation path.

The path Ling Fan was now treading was completely different from all his previous cultivation techniques.

This was a path he had personally created, integrating his understanding of martial arts with his past Heavenly Venerate insights and experiences.

He named this river of power that he had refined.

"Myriad Laws Origin Flow."

As he cultivated.

Theoretically.

As long as Ling Fan's physical body was strong enough and his capacity was great enough.

This Myriad Laws Origin Flow would continue to grow, advance, and strengthen. As long as Ling Fan did not deliberately condense a Yuan Dan, this Myriad Laws Origin Flow would almost increase limitlessly, its ultimate extent unknown even to Ling Fan.

From this moment on, Ling Fan's cultivation could no longer be simply categorized and defined by specific realms such as Great Perfection Giant Spirit Realm, or Early Stage Core Condensation Realm, Mid Stage Core Condensation Realm, or even Late Stage Core Condensation Realm.

If he did not form a core, so be it.

But once a core was formed, on that day of core formation, Ling Fan's cultivation would directly reach the peak of the Core Condensation Realm!

And this so-called peak of the Core Condensation Realm would not be by the standards of the Nine Heavens Realm, but would even far surpass the standards of the Ten Great Heavenly Realms.

It might very well be the true new peak height since the existence of the Core Condensation Realm.

At that time, Ling Fan's combat power would reach a level that even Ling Fan himself could not estimate.

In any case, it would not be weak.

"Dong dong dong."

"Ling Venerable!"

"Brother Ling!"

"Boss Ling!"

"I say, Ling Venerable, you've been in seclusion for over ten days, aren't you going to come out for some fresh air? Hurry out and see us, we have something to tell you!"

"Truly a cultivation fanatic, no wonder you're so strong, outrageously strong, it turns out there's a reason! If I worked this hard, not to mention reaching Brother Ling's level, even if I was half as powerful as Brother Ling, I could walk around anywhere with impunity."

"Get real, Binzi, go take a piss and look at your pathetic self, can you compare to Ling Venerable?"

"Heh, I can't compare to Brother Ling, but I can compare to you, you toad! Lord Wei, I've already broken through to the peak of the Core Condensation Realm, come and fight if you're not convinced!"

"Damn it, Binzi, you're getting arrogant, even daring to call yourself 'Lord.' Do you think you're the only one who broke through? Lord Mo here is also a demon venerable at the peak of the Core Condensation Realm, why should I fear you? If I don't beat you into a pig's head today, then my surname is Binzi."

The voices of Wei Bin and Toad echoed outside the cave dwelling.

These two guys never had peace when they were together.

They would start bickering at the slightest disagreement.

Ling Fan emerged from the cave dwelling.

He looked at these two idle fellows with a touch of speechlessness.

"Are you done fighting? Do you want me to spar with you?"