Return to Great Liang

For the next half month, Xu Wuyi went nowhere, staying in the villa and devoting himself wholeheartedly to consolidating his newly formed domain.

Every morning at six, he followed his usual routine and performed a set of the Basic Body Tempering Method in the yard to warm up.

Xingjing was already somewhat cold in November. His breath condensed into white mist and drifted before his eyes, while a thin layer of frost coated the withered grass in the yard.

His movements were still slow, but every motion was more rounded and harmonious than before, as though his body had found a certain inner rhythm.

After breakfast, he entered the training room, sat cross-legged on the training mat, sank his consciousness into his sea of consciousness, and began familiarizing himself with the power of his domain bit by bit.

The process was far more complicated than he had expected.

At the moment he formed his domain, he had felt as though he could do anything, as though he were the absolute master of that space.

But once he truly calmed down and began studying it, he realized that feeling had been somewhat illusory.

A domain could indeed accomplish many things, but every one of them required precise understanding and control rather than reckless wishful thinking.

It took him several days just to get a clear grasp of the domain's basic range.

With his current Heart Image capacity, if he fully expanded his domain, it could cover a radius of roughly twenty-five meters—somewhat farther than on the day he had first formed it.

Within that range, he could alter three or four different rules at once. For example, he could make the air viscous, soften the ground, and alter the direction in which light traveled, creating visual illusions for his opponent.

But