Inside the palace, the meditation chamber's door closed silently.
Hu Yanbo sat cross-legged and sank his consciousness into his mind.
"Advance Middle God Emperor will."
There was no earth-shaking spectacle.
The rules of the Origin Continent acted like an invisible dome, firmly confining his soaring will to its original "volume"
within.
But internally, the density of that Will Star, the speed of its rotation, and the brilliance it radiated were entirely different now.
Hu Yanbo raised his hand and guided it with a thought.
Dozens of layers of "Karma Rings" had already condensed at his fingertips.
His thoughts stirred again.
The many Karma Rings trembled slightly. The rings transformed from flat shapes into three-dimensional structures, each ring becoming several, interlocking and rotating within one another.
The threads no longer merely linked causes and effects. They began weaving simple fragmentary models of "effects" and "causes" on their own, forming and vanishing within the rings.
As his spiritual will rose once more, his control over the "Dao" had become exquisitely precise.
Hu Yanbo studied this three-dimensional karmic model, whose structure had grown several times more complex.
His gaze locked onto a point at the model's center, and he drove his will forward.
Hum!
All the nested rings contracted abruptly. Countless threads twisted all their power into a single strand, forming a silver needle condensed to the utmost that stabbed toward a point in the void. He designated this point as "Piercing."
The meditation chamber's sturdy spatial barrier was easily punctured, revealing the chaotic dimensional interstice behind it.
The needle burrowed inside and continued piercing forward, its power steadily diminishing until it silently dissipated after reaching a certain depth within the interstice.
Hu Yanbo withdrew his gaze, and the karmic model at his fingertips dispersed with it.
Its power was greater than before.