Fang Qianyuan was very satisfied with his new body after its transformation. What concerned him even more, however, was the strange golden radiance suffusing it.
This thing called "immortal nature" was an exceedingly mysterious existence. It lay somewhere between the tangible and intangible, seemingly possessed of form, yet impossible to grasp or comprehend.
In fact, Fang Qianyuan felt that the silver blood, thick as liquid mercury, was not the blood of his immortal body at all.
Compared to an ordinary mortal body, it should have been the flesh, organs, and bones instead!
The golden immortal nature, on the other hand, was more like the blood flowing through it.
Beyond the changes to his immortal body and immortal nature, this transformation seemed to have brought him something else as well.
During the battle, he had been unable to explore his perceptions in depth. Now that he had calmed his mind, he indeed discovered something.
The most obvious change was that his divine sense had grown considerably stronger.
Moreover, it had become more ethereal, mysterious, and wondrous.
Fang Qianyuan closed his eyes and began quietly sensing the divine sense he had released.
Suddenly, threads seemed to appear in the dark, silent void.
These threads were densely packed and crisscrossed one another, existing within the space and time of the world.
The entire world seemed shrouded in them, becoming a hazy expanse of mystic light that filled every place he could reach.
At first, Fang Qianyuan did not realize what they were. Soon, however, he sensed something vaguely familiar among them.
Were these the powers of the law of time?
Fang Qianyuan's divine sense seemed to become a tentacle, gently plucking one of the translucent strands, as fine as spider silk.
At once, ripples spread through space-time.
Fang Qianyuan distinctly felt the Cosmic