Closing

Thus, as the collection continued, the Nine Realms Tower absorbed more and more first copper.

Gradually, the time for the Desert World to close drew near, and the Nine Realms Tower also began refining this vast, immeasurable quantity of first copper.

Li Yang stood tall and straight, like a drawn sword, quietly standing before the Nine Realms Tower.

This ancient tower rose majestically into the heavens. The marks of time were engraved across its body, and those ancient, mysterious patterns still faintly radiated a heart-trembling aura despite the erosion of the years, as though recounting the glory and vicissitudes of ages past.

Li Yang's gaze locked firmly onto the treasure tower before him. He drew a deep breath, his eyes flashing with brilliance—the yearning and pursuit of power, and even more so, an unwavering fearlessness before the unknown challenge. At that instant, he resolutely took a step forward, embarking on his journey into the Ascension Supreme Treasure, the Nine Realms Tower.

The moment he stepped inside the tower, a mighty and ancient aura rushed toward him. Li Yang felt as though he had instantly been plunged into a world where chaos had first begun to separate. The surrounding space was permeated by wisps of first-copper aura. They drifted around him like nimble spirits, refusing to disperse, carrying a mysterious allure. Li Yang closed his eyes and calmed his mind, slowly circulating the cultivation technique within his body as he attempted to guide the first-copper aura toward himself.

At first, absorbing the first-copper aura was extremely slow. It trickled into his meridians like a meandering stream, cautious and tentative. Every wisp that entered brought a faint tingling sensation, as though his body were conducting an initial probe of and accepting this unfamiliar yet powerful force. But Li Yang did not grow