At that moment, in Fang Qianyuan's perception, the myriad things upon the ground had all vanished. The entire planet seemed like a tiny ball of earth floating in endless darkness, utterly insignificant.
Yet within that boundless emptiness and solitude, something seemed to exist, responding to his senses from afar.
This was an unexpected discovery Fang Qianyuan had made in recent days.
As he absorbed and made use of this world's Wood Dao origin, his bond with it deepened, and the power of the laws he projected into it grew stronger. He had even begun to feel as though he were there in person.
Through this connection, the chains of laws condensed through his other Dao paths could finally operate freely within his domain, which extended a hundred li in every direction.
He had successfully established a domain truly his own within the Jianmu World, without provoking a violent reaction from the local Heavenly Dao.
It seems to be treating me as a grand formation rooted in this world. Is this form of existence what the Spirit-Taming World calls a formation spirit?
A vague conjecture arose in Fang Qianyuan's mind.
Whatever the true nature behind this phenomenon, he could continue until he had expanded his domain without anyone being the wiser and replaced the entire local Heavenly Dao.
But now, a new difficulty had emerged.
Fang Qianyuan discovered that although rooting himself here with the Wood Dao as his foundation had deceived the local Heavenly Dao, it also made further expansion difficult.
His divine sense was limited, as was the power of the laws he had condensed. Expanding the reach of his domain would not be easy.
This also meant that the initial infiltration and probing were over. Next, he would have to forcibly devour it, just as he had when