Creating a space—or rather, creating a world—was originally an extremely difficult task, but Zhou Tong had long possessed experience in this. Not only had his true body's Ten Cave Heaven Divine Rings done so, but each of his Ten Fiends true lives had also opened up Inner Worlds in the various great worlds. In terms of experience, no one could compare to him.
Very quickly, the Hong Meng Spiritual Qi that had rushed into the Hong Meng Space began evolving space according to Zhou Tong's design.
In just a moment, a tiny space three feet wide appeared within Zhou Tong's perception.
Rather than calling this space a world, it was more like a small bubble within the Hong Meng Space. It was simply too small; if even the slightest "wave" arose in the Hong Meng Space, this world would immediately be destroyed.
But Zhou Tong understood that this "bubble" was absolutely safe.
Hongmeng had already waited in the Hong Meng Space for over a thousand epochs. He desperately wanted someone who could leave the universe and stand before him. Therefore, Zhou Tong believed that Hongmeng would never allow the "waves" of the Hong Meng Space to affect his bubble.
"I can be considered to have a 'base' in the Hong Meng Space now. Next, I need to expand this 'base' further and turn it into a true universe!" A hint of a smile appeared on Zhou Tong's face.
He emerged from seclusion once more and found Beirut, asking him once again for a large amount of wind-element Sovereign power.
Although it had been connected to the Hong Meng Space, this bubble did not yet have the ability to absorb Hong Meng Spiritual Qi on its own and grow stronger. Zhou Tong still needed to pour energy into it and let