Inside the secluded cultivation chamber, time lost all meaning. In the blink of an eye, more than a decade had passed.
Benjamin sat cross-legged at the center of the chamber, while the ground around him was covered in densely packed runes.
He had spent three years setting up this magic array to stabilize his mind, ward off external interference, and assist his breakthrough.
Outside the chamber, the Black Giant Priests took turns standing guard.
Inside, only an everlasting lamp gave off a faint glow, casting his motionless shadow against the wall.
Over the years, he had spent considerable time thoroughly comprehending the Self-Aspect Freedom True Form Scripture from beginning to end, repeatedly examining every word, every incantation, and every crucial point until he knew them by heart.
He had then spent another five years adapting the pills required by the technique into Magic Potions, ensuring that methods from the Wizard World could achieve the effects of the Immortal Cultivation World.
Some were easy and only required replacing a few ingredients; others were extremely difficult and required redesigning the entire formula.
The most troublesome was the "Void Condensation Pill." He had conducted thousands of experiments before finally finding a suitable substitute.
He had spent the remaining time consuming those Magic Potions, allowing their effects to slowly permeate every corner of his body in preparation for the breakthrough.
At this moment, all preparations were complete.
Benjamin opened his eyes, and the flame of the everlasting lamp flickered in his pupils.
He took a deep breath, then slowly exhaled.
"Let's begin."
He activated the technique, and Spiritual Power began circulating through his body along a specific route.
Cultivating a Dharma Body was unlike the usual gentle, smooth circulation. It was a violent impact so intense that it seemed ready to tear his meridians