Iron Blood Immortal Palace

Fang Xuan let out a sigh of relief. Vast amounts of pure yang essence burned as he mobilized the time within the Eightfold Pagoda for secluded cultivation. In the outside world, a mere blink of an eye passed, while hundreds or thousands of years went by inside.

In any case, Fang Xuan possessed an immense lifespan and did not care about such a minor loss.

Before long, after the time it took to blink ten times, Fang Xuan had already cultivated bitterly for ten thousand years.

After the Eightfold Pagoda advanced into an immortal artifact, Fang Xuan relied on the power brought by the descent of the Primordial Ancestral Dragon to step into the Divine Immortal Realm. His strength soared steadily, advancing by leaps and bounds. If he fought the Chaos Child again now, he would not need to borrow the source power of the Profound Yellow Great World at all; he could kill him in a single move.

The Heaven's Mandate Orb and Zhou Tian Instrument operated rapidly. With the Termination Dao, Root of Heaven and Earth, Seven Styles of Judgment, Sovereign Sacred Art, and the Chaotic Bitter Sea, he gained new insights every moment, even attaining complete mastery.

The three thousand pairs of sun, moon, and stars within the acupoints of his body grew ever larger, surging and expanding. In an instant, they extended their radiance through countless voids, nurturing signs of life within those three thousand blood acupoints.

This was a phenomenon that appeared only when one advanced further in the Divine Immortal Realm.

Fang Xuan increasingly felt that he was no longer human, but an incarnation of the Heavenly Dao. This sensation of control was extremely pleasant, yet it also carried an eternal loneliness and solitude.

During this time, Fang Xuan even developed an enigmatic feeling.