For mortals, an instant was simply an instant.
But for cultivators, especially an instant beneath Zhang Yang's perception, it could probably be divided into more than a dozen stages—start, continuation, transition, conclusion, and so on—or even dozens of parts.
So when the mud monster charged at him, Zhang Yang had already deployed twelve consecutive methods, testing it twenty-eight times from every angle.
Just as Jiang Rong and the other disciples in Wu County thought their master was most likely about to be hit, there came a bang. The mud monster was directly sent flying by an invisible force. Then Zhang Yang reached out, and the mud monster was compressed into a black clod of earth.
What followed was an even more dazzling display.
In less than two seconds, the hundreds of mud monsters that had surged out of the crack in the earth were all caught in Zhang Yang's net.
"Master, what is this thing?"
Jiang Rong asked in utter shock. Before this, they had never seen Zhang Yang make a move. On top of that, everything their sect-master did was utterly insane, so they had more or less assumed that their master was definitely powerful—but only marginally more powerful than they were.
Only now did they concretely experience what it meant for someone to be unfathomable.
"This is a power that doesn't belong to this world. I've never seen it before, but it's true that we've struck it rich this time."
Zhang Yang spoke calmly as he collected the 408 clods of earth.
Although he didn't know what this thing was, the World Will had directly given him a purchase price through the Immortal Cultivation Village Building Order.
One hundred clods could be exchanged for one action point.
Setting aside whether some black-hearted merchant was cheating him here, obtaining