"This ancient Primordial Chaos Vacuum may be vast, but it belongs to no weakling..."
Li Qingyun wiped out the last three lucky survivors, then slowly sat down cross-legged at the center of the dark vacuum.
At this point, after the descendants of the Twelve Superior Clans had fought and trampled over one another for the Supreme Vacuum opportunity, only Li Qingyun remained.
But he had only one final day left as well!
Time was pressing, and the task was heavy. Not a single instant could be wasted from here on.
"Let this poor Daoist see what this so-called Primordial Chaos Vacuum Profound Mystery truly is..."
He suppressed the faint agitation in his heart and entered meditation in an instant.
At this moment, his inner and outer selves resonated with each other. Without anyone's guidance, he knew what he needed to do.
He only needed to completely open his body and mind, merging the entirety of this immense ancient vacuum into himself, inside and out.
Buzz, buzz...
Surging qi flow spiraled up from beneath him, washing over his body and mind and suffusing him with the immense power of the Tree Connecting Realm.
Faintly, the invisible bottleneck that had already reached its limit seemed to slowly open once more...
Li Qingyun held fast to his mind, his true self remaining as one. He opened his own "barrier" and allowed the qi flow to enter and leave freely.
This process was one of allowing "assimilation," merging himself with this ancient vacuum and making it accept him as one of its own.
From the outside, his expression looked tranquil, as light as drifting clouds and a gentle breeze. Yet within, danger lurked at every step.
If the foundation of this heavenly body had been even slightly weaker, it would have been unable to