Ding-dong~ Five fragments credited.
After killing those three Level 6s, Zhang Sanxian did not so much as raise an eyelid, as though he had merely brushed away a few motes of dust.
Then his gaze sharpened.
"Found it."
The instant the words left his mouth, Zhang Sanxian transformed into a brilliant streak of light, crossing tens of millions of kilometers of dark space in an instant and shooting toward a massive cube that had just risen from the surface of the Rubik's Cube.
At one corner of that cube, a hazy, indistinct vortex roughly a li in size, radiating intense spatial fluctuations, was quietly emerging.
Whoosh~
The streak of light that was Zhang Sanxian vanished into the vortex in an instant.
The vortex immediately contracted, faded, and disappeared as well, as though it had never existed.
At the same time, the protruding cube swiftly shifted and merged back into the ever-changing Rubik's Cube.
Buzz~
A faint spatial distortion and sensation of weightlessness washed over him. When Zhang Sanxian opened his eyes again, he found himself in an entirely new expanse of void.
The moment he arrived, he keenly sensed that this vast void contained a kind of energy similar to spiritual qi.
"Hm?"
Zhang Sanxian took a slight breath, and a dense yet somewhat insubstantial energy flowed into his body.
But in the next instant, the vast true essence within him refined it into nothing.
"Seventy percent like spiritual qi, yet thirty percent impure and illusory—similar, yet not truly so—"
Zhang Sanxian instantly saw through its nature. "Heh, artificial counterfeit spiritual qi?"
"Interesting."
He focused slightly, sensing and manipulating this counterfeit spiritual qi. "Cultivators gain nothing from absorbing this energy, but if one uses one's own true essence to stir it—"
"—it can leverage hundreds, thousands, even tens of thousands