The Whole World Was a Breeding Ground

Fang Han opened his mouth, then stopped.

The people of this world had gone astray on the path of cultivation!

In the Great Qian World, cultivators of the Hundred Schools first drew the primordial energy of Heaven and Earth into their bodies, then refined it completely into their own power of Reason. Only then could they command it as easily as their own limbs and put it to use.

Who drew on the primordial energy of Heaven and Earth so crudely, without refining it first?

Even if they didn't transform it into the Liyan, they should at least turn it into spiritual power, magical power, or something of the sort. All roads led to the same destination: they had to stamp the mysterious power drifting through Heaven and Earth with their own mark.

Yet the warriors here had skipped the essential step of refinement entirely!

Fang Han's instincts told him that only by transforming that energy could one truly call it cultivation.

What the grandmasters of this Martial World did seemed more like...

Storing the primordial energy of Heaven and Earth.

He stared at the trace of spiritual energy that had leaked out when Wen Ye used his "divine ability." A feeling suddenly came over him.

He could snatch that energy outright, draw it into his body, and turn it into his own power of Reason.

After all, in Fang Han's eyes, the bond between Wen Ye and that spiritual energy was far too weak.

It was practically undefended.

In the Great Qian World, forcibly absorbing another person's power of Reason was pure wishful thinking.

Fang Han could not help asking, "Elder Wen, if you cultivate by gathering spiritual energy like this, aren't you afraid someone else will seize it?"

Pride flashed in Wen Ye's eyes. Stroking his beard, he