In truth, though the luminous figure, Venerable Xuan of Dust Departure, was a Personal Disciple of Mystic Origin Exalted Immortal, he was among the least favored.
Precisely for that reason, he had been assigned this thankless task;
-to split off a single thought of his consciousness and keep watch here until the Power of Laws Mystic Origin Exalted Immortal had fixed in this place was worn away, bit by bit, by the long passage of time.
However, this was not something that could be accomplished in a short time. It would take an incomparably long stretch of years.
Once cultivators comprehended laws and refined them into their divine souls and magic power, their lifespans would soar.
The Rules Threads here took three thousand years to form a single strand. So long as no one met the requirements and consumed them, these Rules Threads would continue to exist, rooted in this world.
When Qing Chen withdrew from the suspension bridge world, the Primordial Magnetic Origin Mountain on the stone platform was still slowly pulsing, like an enormous beating heart.
Its dark golden offshoots gleamed with a dim, cold light.
"I really wonder whether I'll ever have a chance to obtain a treasure like this. According to Gong Shisan, this was a creation forged by a mighty expert using the laws of magnetism. It's incomparably precious."
Qing Chen gazed at the Primordial Magnetic Origin Mountain, his eyes filled with longing.
He steadied his mind and sat cross-legged, only to feel a wave of emptiness in his divine soul. As though he had just endured a grueling battle lasting seven days and seven nights, he was utterly exhausted.
Those few exchanges in the suspension bridge world, especially that incomparably powerful Primordial Magnetism Spiral Dragon, had drained nearly half his divine sense.
Even now,