In Demon Realm, within Demon Suppression City.
Inside the cultivation chamber of the courtyard where Lin Baichuan lived.
Lin Baichuan sat cross-legged, floating in midair. The seven forces of heaven and earth—Metal, Wood, Water, Fire, Earth, Wind, and Thunder—swept around him, forming a cocoon of light that enveloped him.
Above his head, rolling golden light spread out, filling his sea of consciousness.
It was the golden light transformed from burning merit, drawing Lin Baichuan into a profoundly mysterious state.
Nearly six cauldrons of merit—Lin Baichuan had burned it all. What an unimaginable fortune that was.
At this moment, Lin Baichuan seemed to be bathing in an ocean of Law Origin. His comprehension of laws advanced by leaps and bounds, progressing with astonishing speed.
At the same time, as his comprehension of laws continuously improved, his understanding of countless Dao arts and divine abilities likewise soared. With almost every breath, new insights emerged, while the paths of countless laws and the mysteries of Dao arts constantly transformed.
Time flew like a shuttle, never resting day or night.
Just like that, three days passed in the blink of an eye.
The six cauldrons of merit were completely burned away. The instant the golden merit light above Lin Baichuan's head dissipated, the surging forces of heaven and earth around him flowed into his body like ten thousand rivers returning to the sea.
His towering aura was completely drawn in at that moment. Lin Baichuan descended from the air, his aura restrained, looking no different from an ordinary man.
"Comprehending all seven Basic Laws at once truly gets harder the further one goes. Nearly six cauldrons of merit only helped me improve by around twenty percent."
A sharp gleam flashed in Lin Baichuan's eyes as he murmured, "At this rate, to completely perfect the