After hearing the tower spirit's words, Jiang Feng immediately realized that being possessed by inner demons was not the most dangerous thing.
The most dangerous thing was sealing away his original consciousness and entering an illusion!
That way, he could easily become completely trapped within the illusion and lose himself in it. Once lost within it, he might suffer the misfortune of sinking there for all eternity.
This was an exceedingly dangerous matter.
In the mortal world long ago, people had used this method to deepen their cultivation insights, but the outcomes had varied between good and bad.
Jiang Feng was well aware of its dangers, but as things stood, this was the only feasible method.
Not only would it save time, it was also a method born of having no other choice.
After all, only two hundred thousand years remained until the Myriad Tribulations Assembly. He had to achieve some growth within those two hundred thousand years. Though he had yet to decide whether to attend the Myriad Tribulations Assembly, he had to make up his mind before then.
Having made his decision, Jiang Feng began setting up the illusion.
Demonic cultivation, from low to high, was divided into two major realms. One was the foundational realm in which inner demons were born; the other was when the inner demon left the body and cultivated a demonic body anew—becoming a true demon.
After spending these billion years comprehending the Demon Realm's accumulated foundations, Jiang Feng understood clearly that although giving birth to an inner demon was merely the foundational realm, it was exceptionally crucial. It determined whether one could achieve anything in the demonic path in the future.
The birth of an inner demon required gradual progress, step by step. It could never be abrupt.
Jiang Feng set the