Outer Void.
Deep within.
A gray, hazy world, dim and disorienting.
In the extremely distant reaches, scattered stars flickered with cold light, sprinkling a layer of frost across the entire void.
Pei Ling stood in midair, his Spiritual Sense surging freely like an ocean, sweeping across the four directions.
His perception spread in every direction like invisible ripples of water. Wherever it reached, every tiny detail came into view; every speck of dust was crystal clear.
A moment later, after confirming there were no other living beings nearby, he immediately opened the system panel and looked toward the second immortal art...
This immortal art was called [Turbulent World Myriad Phenomena, Heavenly Feast].
Its method of cultivation was extremely complicated. Unlike [Gazing at the Moon in a Cage, Line Between Immortal and Mortal], which was an immortal art of the blade path, this one was beyond him. At his current cultivation level, he could still understand a small part of the principles behind [Gazing at the Moon in a Cage, Line Between Immortal and Mortal].
But this immortal art, [Turbulent World Myriad Phenomena, Heavenly Feast]...
It was somewhat like [Ten Thousand Feet of Red Dust, Fear Me as Heaven] and [All Living Beings, Ferry of the Sea of Suffering], two immortal arts that defied Heavenly Law. Apart from requiring Immortal Power or Law power, they had no other restrictions on cultivation.
Its difficulty was on par with those two immortal arts that defied Heavenly Law. If not for a peerless genius like him, one so brilliant that he could draw inferences from one example and understand ten from hearing one, then even an ordinary cultivator—let alone a Mahayana expert who had undergone Forty-nine Tribulations—wouldn't be able to make heads or tails of what this immortal art was saying, much less cultivate