After giving it some thought, Song Ankang decided to use a gentler method to break through to the Second Rank and step into the level of First-Rank Creation.
After all, it was safer this way. Song Ankang had more than enough lifespan, and the Profound Desolate Great World had remained peaceful for so many years. There was no reason it would encounter some terrifying existence beyond resistance within the next tens of billions of years and be destroyed in one stroke.
Even if such an existence truly appeared, it would probably focus on plundering resources and treasures rather than directly destroying the entire world.
So there was still some guarantee of safety. It was better than going to war with the Xuanhuang Continent over a mere possibility, and it also suited Song Ankang's principle of keeping his head down and hiding away.
It would only take a bit more time. But with so much time available, he could also thoroughly plunder resources and treasures, perfecting the Myriad Tribulations World as much as possible. That way, when it became independent, Song Ankang would possess a deeper foundation.
Having considered everything carefully, Song Ankang was no longer in such a hurry. While steadily fusing the Dao with the Blood Fusion Technique and the power of destiny, he used every possible channel to plunder resources and treasures, continuously incorporating them into the Myriad Tribulations World and making it ever more stable and powerful.
At this moment, the Myriad Tribulations World had already expanded to 120 quintillion square kilometers, reaching an unimaginably enormous scale. Even to Dao Masters, it was astonishingly vast, and it would take a long time to travel through it once.
To fill such an immense expanse would require an astronomical quantity of resources and treasures. Even if Song Ankang controlled