Jiang Wang estimated that even with more practice and a more streamlined process, he could reduce the time needed to complete Sound-Hearing Immortal State to sixteen breaths at most.
Sixteen long breaths of preparation would only buy him a duration of nineteen or twenty breaths.
That cut the value of Sound-Hearing Immortal State in battle by more than half.
Unless he could inscribe it into the Third Inner Palace and use the power of his Inner Palace to prepare it instantaneously. Only then could it return to its full value.
Compared with Decaying Wood Art and Eight-Sound Sea-Burning, the techniques he had inscribed before, Sound-Hearing Immortal State was far more complex and intricate. And complexity was not its only difficulty.
Jiang Wang had originally planned to use the Dao Evolution Platform to derive an inscribed Daoist Art for his Third Inner Palace, but now he put all other thoughts aside.
He understood the value of Sound-Hearing Immortal State better than anyone.
But the Dao Evolution Platform could only be used to perfect and elevate Daoist Arts. It could not solve the problem of inscribing a Daoist Art into his Inner Palace.
That part still had to be faced by Jiang Wang alone.
Still, for Jiang Wang,
once a Daoist Art was established, the hardest part was already done.
The remaining inscription was complicated, but at least there were precedents to follow. He could improve and adapt it bit by bit.
He had never lacked patience or perseverance.
Countless times, he had struggled his way out of desperate situations. When there was hope in sight, the effort was not so hard to endure.
As the sun and moon slowly coursed past the window, Jiang Wang sat cross-legged, tirelessly refining his Daoist Art and tempering himself.
For ten years, I honed a