There was neither sun nor moon in the void. The Radiant Light raced through the pitch-black sea of stars, and more than ten days passed in the blink of an eye.
Cosmic energy filled the core Cultivation Room to overflowing.
The Spirit Gathering array runes worked day and night, gathering and purifying all the dense energy drifting through space.
Lin Sheng sat cross-legged at the center, his eyes half-closed, a crimson halo of energy swirling around him.
This was the outward manifestation of the flesh rule operating at its limit.
The void was unlike the interior of a planet. Dense cosmic energy permeated it, even more abundant than within a planet. Likewise, the rule fragments drifting through it far exceeded those on Sunstar.
The vast, chaotic mass of rule fragments was extremely dangerous to ordinary Fighters, even those at Erosion Martial or Demigod level.
After all, only the tiniest thread within that immense sea of rule power was compatible with any given individual.
All the other rule powers had to be isolated and screened out, including the cold, deathly still Return-to-Quiescence Will that corroded all things.
Yet this corrosive power, which other Fighters had to approach with the utmost caution, was the perfect furnace for Lin Sheng to temper his rule.
With his physique, the strength of his True Spirit, and his control over rules, these fragments posed no threat to him despite their unimaginable numbers. Instead, the abundant flesh rule fragments drifting among them noticeably increased the efficiency of his Blood-Bone Heaven-Burning Art cultivation.
He drove the art at full power, and the flesh power accumulated within him changed almost every day.
Unfortunately, the seed of Flesh Affinity's evolution showed no change at all.
He paid it little mind, however, immersing himself completely in cultivation.
After all, this environment