There were many cultivation residences in Chaos City.
Apart from those belonging to permanent residents, the others were available for cultivators to choose for themselves.
Each residence had a rooftop terrace for cultivation, a hundred meters long and wide-quite spacious already.
The City Lord's residence was the largest building in all of Chaos City.
The Black-Robed Envoy led everyone to the entrance of a corridor.
Fifty-two enormous pictures hung on the walls on either side of the corridor, each ten meters tall and ten meters wide.
"These pictures are rubbings of the Chaos Steles. Each picture corresponds to one Chaos Stele. Although they cannot compare to the actual steles, they still convey their auras. Look at these fifty-two pictures, then decide which Chaos Stele you want to choose," the Black-Robed Envoy said.
"You have half an hour."
The World Lords walked inside.
Amid the crowd, Dongguan walked and looked in silence, his gaze falling on the rubbing of the first Chaos Stele.
If it weren't for the law universe in my mental space, I would never have considered cultivating space as well back then. But that same mental space gave me the confidence to accomplish that goal.
Then came another picture.
Right, I'm such an idiot. Perceiving laws in my internal world can indeed only let me perceive laws I've already comprehended. But I still have a body outside, and with my human main body's Spirit Eye observing the secret patterns, I can do the thinking inside my internal world.
Thanks to the time acceleration in his internal world, Dongguan had ample time to study the different Chaos Stele rubbings, unlike the others, who had to make every second count.
Under such circumstances, unless someone was exceptionally unusual and entirely cut off from a certain law, even the dullest World