Chapter 782 - 782: 731 Schemes 2

A tremendous attraction suddenly descended on Zhang Rongfang, pulling him inward.

Swoosh!

In an instant, his vision blurred, and he once again entered that peculiar space shrouded in darkness.

Before him was a set of illuminated three-tier stone steps.

These three tiers were not contiguous but floated in mid-air, with several meters between each.

Floating in mid-air, Zhang Rongfang gazed at that white-glowing door.

"Finally... I've come in again."

Without hesitation, he flew closer, landing steadily on the first stone step.

'It's you...' Ling's voice came again.

"Two hundred years have passed, Spirit Master. How have you been?" Zhang Rongfang sincerely asked.

'I'm the same as ever.' Ling paused, 'You've grown quite fast! Just two hundred years, and you've reached this level. You're the third in your area.'

"The third? May I ask, Spirit Master, who were the first two? Were their names left behind?" Zhang Rongfang was slightly curious.

"I don't remember, but one was a grand elder of the Spirit Eye Race, a remarkable young guy." Ling replied.

"The Spirit Eye Race is now completely extinct." Zhang Rongfang said.

"Yes, it's a pity, but it was inevitable. Their planet could not escape its doomed fate." Ling sighed, "Anyway, weren't you here to ask questions?"

"Yes, I wish to seek guidance on how to enter a higher level of Entering the Microcosm." Zhang Rongfang said.

"Entering the Microcosm? Haven't you already reached it?" Ling replied.

"I've only reached the molecular level," Zhang Rongfang responded, "but my adversary is stronger than me."

"I don't know about molecular level or other levels, but Entering the Microcosm only represents a level of micro-control, not an absolute victory. Don't focus too much on achieving in this aspect." Ling responded.

"In martial arts, after Entering the Microcosm comes the Way of Transformation, and beyond that is a Thousand Refinements.

The Way of Transformation refers to the wondrous combinations and applications after Entering the Microcosm. One must know that all things are constructed from the most basic particle combinations. Hence, it's called the Way of Transformation.

And a Thousand Refinements has two stages. The first is to completely meld your soul into the particles you control, imprinting your unique mark on them."

Zhang Rongfang slightly understood.

"What about the second stage?" It was the first time he heard of these profound stages beyond martial arts Entering the Microcosm.

"In the second stage, you become the particles, and the particles become you. Your soul consciousness becomes material, able to transform into the basic form of matter. And matter can at any time be decomposed and transformed into your soul. Where your consciousness extends, the universe becomes an extension of your limbs."

Ling sighed.

"In our Dragon Race system, this is called Integration of Spirit and Tao."

"Integration of Spirit and Tao..." Zhang Rongfang felt a sudden realization. He suddenly thought of the strange disintegrating power of the Decaying World.

At once, he quickly described it to Ling.

"That is the realm of a Thousand Refinements. Wherever the will aims, everything can be used by oneself. In concrete external manifestation, it means dissolving all external force." Ling responded.

Zhang Rongfang quietly compared himself.

Currently, he could at most control flesh about the size of a molecule, which he estimated himself.

Based on data, he compared through previous books from Long, but he didn't know how far he was from his opponent.

"Then, how should I deal with such an enemy?" Zhang Rongfang pondered without result and spoke again.

"You can't improve your realm in a short time, so follow the direction you're most skilled at." Ling smiled and suggested.

"My most skilled direction?" Zhang Rongfang suddenly paused. But even the Sea of Oblivion is almost consumed.

The soul bodies in his inner abyss had surpassed a hundred million.

The rest were not evil or violent enough, making them less valuable to him.

Now, he awaited the continuous birth of Holy Souls, vastly increasing new bloodlines.

"You follow the way of chaotic battle, compressing and colliding to create the ultimate sublimation of the soul. As long as you have enough powerful soul bodies, you will grow stronger. Why not go and absorb more soul bodies?" Ling saw through Zhang Rongfang's nature in an instant and suggested.

"But... there are only so many powerful soul bodies on this planet, all in the Sea of Oblivion. The rest were devoured by the White Eye. I..." Zhang Rongfang frowned in difficulty.

"What about the nearby planets?" Ling's sudden statement shook him awake from his difficulties.

Other planets!!?

Zhang Rongfang instantly recalled the nearby portals to other worlds!!?

If this planet wasn't enough, there were other planets!!

He remembered the portal doors Long had opened for him to other worlds.

The threat of the White Eye was drawing closer, and for the other worlds on the brink of destruction, gathering all their forces might be the last hope!

Reflecting on this, Zhang Rongfang bowed deeply to the Spirit Master.

"Thank you, Spirit Master, for your guidance! I shall go collect soul bodies now!"

"I don't know how strong your enemy truly is, but good luck." Ling softly responded.

"Thank you, Spirit Master."

With a swoosh, Zhang Rongfang's figure suddenly vanished without a trace.

Only Ling remained, sighing softly.

"Even such a powerful successor, reaching the second stage of Thousand Refinements in adulthood, is so wary of his enemy. The world outside truly is harsh..."

In his eyes, Zhang Rongfang was already nearing the ultimate stage of soul mastery over matter in Thousand Refinements.

That chaotic characteristic, so strong it began to obscurely pollute space, was the evidence.

The essence of the abyss, from the start, was the ultimate realm of the soul, that is, the soul mastering all matter, freely transforming spiritual quality.

Ling saw through Zhang Rongfang's essence the moment he entered.

"You all saw it too, right?" Ling suddenly transmitted in question.

"Of course, we saw it. A very talented successor, his potential is immense, and it shouldn't be long before he can dye his whole galaxy." An old voice leisurely replied.

"But he said he faces an extremely terrifying enemy. One wonders just how strong that enemy must be to make even such an Innate Chaos creature so anxious." The old voice was curious and a little puzzled.

"Speaking of which, what is the White Eye they kept mentioning?" Ling was puzzled.

"It should be an enormously terrifying white hole. To cause fear to such powerful Innate creatures, it obviously isn't easy to deal with." The old voice responded.

"Capable of destroying dozens of star systems in an instant, distorting space-time, permanently imprisoning any soul substance like that?" Ling speculated.

"It should be." The old voice affirmed.

"How coincidental, it's the same name as that peculiar mini-star that once annihilated the Spirit Eye Race." Ling sighed.

"Indeed, what a pity for the Spirit Eye Race back then..." The old voice agreed.

Slowly, the structured space sank back into silence, returning to silence once more.