Permanent Martial Arts

1794 Spark of Inspiration

“Basta Spear!”

Lin Feng reached out and made a grab. The Basta Spear was still struggling violently. There was still the imprint of the Basta Realm rulers on it. Normally, Lin Feng would not have been able to get rid of the imprint of Voidwalkers at all.

However, things were different now. Even the Basta Realm rulers had been trapped by Lin Feng, and in the spacetime prison at that. Lin Feng had plenty of ways to slowly erase the imprint on the Basta Spear.

Lin Feng’s method was very simple. He used the spacetime power to obliterate it bit by bit. He placed the Basta Spear in the River of Spacetime, and wore it down bit by bit with the spacetime power.

No matter how durable the imprint was, it could not withstand the corrosion of spacetime.

Soon, the imprint on the Basta Spear was completely obliterated. Lin Feng’s imprint was gradually inscribed. When his imprint completely entered the Basta Spear…

Buzz.

Immediately, everything about the Basta Spear was reflected in Lin Feng’s mind. The Basta Spear was completely under Lin Feng’s control.

“This supreme treasure is really not bad.”

Lin Feng checked the Basta Spear carefully. He had already completely controlled the Basta Spear. Naturally, he understood the power of this supreme treasure.

The Basta Spear was a top-notch supreme treasure refined by an ancestor of the Basta Divine Clan, a peak Voidwalker. It could even pose a certain degree of threat to peak Voidwalkers. Back then, the ancestor of the Basta Divine Clan dominated the void with it.

Unfortunately, the ancestor of the Basta Divine Clan had still fallen. The void was very dangerous. Even peak Voidwalkers were in danger of falling.

The Basta Spear landed in the possession of the descendant of the ancestor of the Basta Divine Clan, but it could no longer unleash its greatest power. Still, it was more than enough to deal with ordinary advanced Voidwalkers.

However, there was also a limit to the number of times the Basta Spear could be used. It contained the power of the ancestor of the Basta Divine Clan. Originally, it was very abundant. But as time passed, the Basta Divine Clan always used the Basta Spear every time they encountered difficulties.

Time after time, no matter how much energy there was in the Basta Spear, it would be exhausted. Now, there were actually not many opportunities to use the Basta Spear anymore. The energy inside would be completely exhausted after about two or three more uses.

At that time, although the Basta Spear was still a top-notch supreme treasure, it would need to be refined in depth and replenished with power. However, without the power of a peak Voidwalker and replenished with power, the Basta Spear would not be as terrifyingly powerful as it was now, and would be reduced to an ordinary treasure.

The Basta Divine Clan cherished the Basta Spear, so they usually did not use it lightly. Unexpectedly, in order to take over the medium chiliocosm this time, the Basta Realm rulers had no choice but to use it.

Unfortunately, all their efforts were in vain. They wasted the power of the Basta Spear a few times, but failed to occupy the medium chiliocosm in the end. Instead, Lin Feng benefited. Even the Basta Spear fell into Lin Feng’s possession.

This Basta Spear was very precious, and it could only be used for two or three more times. Lin Feng had to use it cautiously. If he encountered another powerful enemy, with the Basta Spear combined with the spacetime prison, even an advanced Voidwalker would probably be killed.

Only at this moment did Lin Feng finally have an actual trump card. He was also rather assured.

However, Lin Feng knew very well what his priority was.

No matter how many supreme treasures he had obtained, no matter how terrifying his current strength was, he only had one priority, and that was to survive the ninth Epochal Cataclysm and become a Medium Chiliocosm Sovereign.

Otherwise, no matter how strong he was or how many supreme treasures he had, it would all be for naught.

However, surviving the ninth Epochal Cataclysm was not just talk. Even if Chiliocosm Sovereign Mythical Tree had high hopes for Lin Feng, and he was a candidate for the Medium Chiliocosm Sovereign, a candidate was ultimately just a candidate. Before a seedling grew into a towering tree, there was always a possibility of it dying prematurely.

Lin Feng already knew a lot about the ninth Epochal Cataclysm. With enough small chiliocosm origin, he could survive the ninth Epochal Cataclysm, but that was only the ninth Epochal Cataclysm.

After the ninth Epochal Cataclysm was the true “critical point”. This was because at that time, the small chiliocosm in his body would begin to metamorphose into a medium chiliocosm. Without comprehending the true meaning and mystery of the medium chiliocosm, metamorphosing rashly would almost always lead to death.

Many Eight-cataclysm Chiliocosm Sovereigns had died at this threshold.

…

Time passed quickly. In the blink of an eye, billions of years had passed.

The entire medium chiliocosm was as calm and peaceful as ever. Lin Feng, the “fourth ruler”, had long earned the acknowledgement of the people, and was even comparable to the other three Medium Chiliocosm Sovereigns.

However, in reality, Lin Feng had always been worried about the day of metamorphosis.

He did not have absolute confidence. Even in the vast void, metamorphosing into a Voidwalker was extremely difficult. Even the Basta Divine Clan, despite having a deep foundation, only gave rise to Voidwalkers that could be counted on one hand.

In its long history, there were less than five Voidwalkers.

Although the Basta Realm rulers were still resisting stubbornly, they were a little bored of being trapped in the spacetime prison. Hence, when Lin Feng “visited” them from time to time, he could learn a lot of general knowledge about the void and the Voidwalkers from them.

Lin Feng slowly learned that no matter how the various lifeforms in the void became Voidwalkers, no matter what the cultivation system was or how different…

Without a doubt, Voidwalkers were a natural chasm that separated trillions of lifeforms. If Small Chiliocosm Sovereigns wanted to become Medium Chiliocosm Sovereigns, they would have to experience nine Epochal Cataclysms.

As for the other lifeform races, although they did not have to experience the Epochal Cataclysms, they would still have to experience all kinds of calamities. Or perhaps, it would be very, very difficult for them to break through, even more difficult than the Small Chiliocosm Sovereigns.

Every lifeform that wanted to become a Voidwalker. It was a huge leap in life, a type of “life transition”. Until now, Lin Feng had realized that back on his home planet, he had undergone life transitions again and again. Even now, he was still undergoing life transitions.

Up until now, cultivation was about constant metamorphosis of the essence of life.

After understanding this, Lin Feng combined it with the cultivation system of the Chiliocosm Sovereign.

“When a small chiliocosm metamorphoses into a medium chiliocosm, one has to comprehend the essence of the medium chiliocosm. What is the essence of the medium chiliocosm?”

Lin Feng had always been studying the essence of the medium chiliocosm.

He had even observed the depths of the core of the medium chiliocosm before. With his current attainments in the principle of spacetime, he was no longer in much danger.

However, the essence of the medium chiliocosm he observed seemed to be very different from his own situation.

The situation of every Chiliocosm Sovereign was different. They could not even make references. They could only rely on themselves to comprehend it.

“The essence of the world and the essence of life…”

These two thoughts gradually appeared in Lin Feng’s mind. Moreover, as these two thoughts collided with each other, a spark of inspiration vaguely crossed his mind.