Fang Yun even drew on the effects of every statue in Literary World Kunlun. Those statues depicted not only the Emperor Race, but also many Sages of the Human Race.
He still had no clue.
This was an existence utterly beyond Fang Yun's understanding.
Back when Fang Yun was only a Great Scholar, he had felt completely unable to communicate with Di Ji upon meeting him. Yet at the time, he could still vaguely guess what Di Ji was thinking. Now, despite having undergone Saint Enfeoffment, he felt that the gulf between him and this mysterious power was even greater than the gulf between him and Di Ji back then.
Still, Fang Yun ultimately confirmed that this mysterious power could do him absolutely no harm.
Although he could see no benefit for now, perhaps he could make use of this power once he became strong enough.
Fang Yun thought it over. How could I enter a land of treasures and return empty-handed?
And so, carrying on the fearless, death-courting spirit with which he had charged into the Corpse Awakening Sacred Tomb, Fang Yun kept his Literary World open and absorbed the primordial energy of heaven and earth here.
Soon, a vortex of primordial energy appeared above Fang Yun's head and began absorbing vast quantities of the primordial energy here. He kept its speed under control throughout, however, to avoid going too far.
While absorbing the primordial energy of heaven and earth, Fang Yun also had to explore, but he never dared accelerate, advancing at a normal walking pace.
He could only see a thousand zhang away, a distance he could cover in the blink of an eye. If he accidentally flew into some powerful being's mouth, all it would need to do was smack its lips a couple of times,