Chapter 680
Another half a month passed in the blink of an eye.
Inside the quiet chamber, the nine figures that had been sitting cross-legged gradually turned faint and translucent, like ink slowly spreading through water, before finally vanishing completely into the air.
They were avatars Lin Fan had forcibly condensed using his own essence blood as a catalyst. Each bore a thread of his divine sense, tirelessly bending over desks day and night, transcribing those scriptures that contained the supreme principles of the Heavenly Dao.
Now, as time and power ebbed away, they had finally fulfilled their mission and returned to nothingness.
Lin Fan sat cross-legged atop his meditation cushion and opened his eyes, calmly sweeping his gaze across the empty quiet chamber. He had long expected this, so he felt no surprise.
Condensing avatars with essence blood was, after all, a shortcut that could not be sustained for long. Having them transcribe scripture scrolls for him for half a month had already exceeded his initial expectations. He gently exhaled a breath of stale air, long and steady, sending a faint ripple through the quiet chamber.
After hesitating briefly, he summoned the panel only he could see and focused on the latest changes to his lifespan.
[Lifespan: 32500]
Seeing that clear string of numbers in the lifespan column, Lin Fan's eyes suddenly lit up, and the corners of his mouth rose involuntarily.
Thirty-two thousand five hundred years—half a month ago, it had been a number he would not even have dared imagine. He remembered clearly that when he had last checked half a month earlier, his lifespan had only amounted to a few thousand years. In the blink of an eye, it had multiplied several times over.
"In just half a month, I've gained twenty to thirty