Deep within the Heavenly Tomb, Xiao Ze held a crystal ball in his hand.
The sphere was suffused with the power of space; as Xiao Ze continued his construction, the space within the crystal became increasingly stable.
At the same time, Xiao Ze ceased expanding the size of the crystal ball.
He was not creating this space for his clansmen to inhabit, but rather as a personal cultivation chamber, so it did not need to be vast.
For this space, his primary requirement was stability, enough to bear the weight of immense soul power.
Secondly, it needed the ability to seal that soul power within, preventing any leakage.
After further refinement, Xiao Ze nodded in satisfaction.
The space inside the crystal ball was roughly equivalent to the size of Jia Nan City, far smaller than the spaces created by other Dou Saint powerhouses.
However, under Xiao Ze's constant reinforcement with the power of space, this realm had become exceptionally sturdy.
At the very least, even if Xiao Ze were to unleash his full strength and combat skills within it, the space would not shatter.
It was capable of withstanding the might of an early-stage Nine-Star Dou Saint.
Indeed, with an Emperor Realm soul, Xiao Ze was confident that his own strength could contend with an early-stage Nine-Star Dou Saint!
The reinforcement of the space power has reached its limit, but for me, there are still aspects of this space that can be strengthened.
Xiao Ze thought to himself.
Immediately, a raging golden flame ignited on his other palm.
Under Xiao Ze's control, the Origin Emperor Flame condensed into brilliant runes.
These radiant golden runes transformed into a torrent, surging into the crystal ball and gradually filling the entire realm.
Tens of millions of runes permeated the world Xiao Ze had