Cultivation knew no ages; in the mountains, one did not know the years.
Seven years passed in the blink of an eye.
Within the Wutong Small World, Song Changsheng sat cross-legged beneath the [Star Fruit Tree], still as a mountain, like a lifelike statue. Even his breathing and heartbeat were exceedingly faint. This body had nearly ceased all activity; only the Violet Palace Furnace continuously absorbed the spiritual energy of the Small World and transformed it into vital essence to sustain his life.
Above his head floated hundreds of Law runes. Each glimmered with a hazy radiance, forming an expanse of auspicious clouds of Laws stretching over three thousand meters.
If one's cultivation were sufficient, one would see that every Law rune was enveloped by an exceptionally pure ring of Power of Law, corresponding to the Law it represented.
Seven years was far from enough for Song Changsheng to sort through the Power of Law in the entire Small World. Unlike the world of Laws he had constructed within his own Sea of Consciousness, this was a genuine Small World, and its area far exceeded that of ordinary Small Worlds.
Still, the results of his efforts during this period were remarkably apparent. The several hundred Laws condensed into Law runes had essentially all been sorted out.
Throughout this process, his comprehension of these Laws had also improved significantly. Many Laws with which he had not previously engaged deeply had advanced considerably as well.
Yet seven years had passed, and he still had not broken through to the Late Golden Core Stage. The potent medicinal efficacy of the [Heavenly Clarity Jade Marrow Pill] had continued accumulating in his dantian without being fully refined, because he had always felt that the time had not yet come.
At first, while sorting through the