The Black-Robed Wraith vanished without a trace. This time, he had disappeared completely, leaving behind not the slightest sign.
The black, red, and silver lights also faded away in an instant, leaving only a vast expanse of devastation.
Lin Xuan stood beneath the heavens, his body and mind refreshed, deeply satisfied with his own strength.
The Soul Suppressing Pagoda trembled, and his cultivation time rapidly rose to 26.5 million years.
After activating the newly comprehended Divine Descent of the Nine Heavens, his Wuming immediately began absorbing the special momentum. The four powers were swiftly taken in by Wuming.
Within Lin Xuan's field of vision, where outsiders could not see, the formless and intangible Wuming gradually solidified and took shape, vaguely revealing a humanoid outline.
"As expected of someone possessing extraordinary skills. This special momentum is far stronger than that giant's."
"Wuming's current state should be close to the limit of initial comprehension. The next step is for it to clearly take on my appearance."
"However, it still needs to be tempered with momentum. Only at the absolute limit can I refine Divine Descent of the Nine Heavens to the microscopic level."
Feeling Wuming's condition, Lin Xuan murmured softly to himself.
Then, with a lift of his hand, three Fragments of Creation appeared in his palm.
The Fragment of Creation from the Treant brimmed with vitality and abundant life force.
The Black Beetle's Fragment of Creation carried the aura of profound principles such as Mystic Mountain, indestructibility, and vastness, all fused together.
The Black-Robed Wraith was somewhat different. His Fragment of Creation was exceptionally cold and sinister, with pure Yin attribute power flowing within.
"The ultimate expression of Yin attribute power should be the etherealization principle of turning substance into void. It's difficult to kill, but it has its limits. Before