The Ancient Vast Realm

When Feng Xuan thought of this number, his heart became a little complicated.

Feng Xuan's cultivation journey was not long, and he did not expect that this retreat would take him a full eighty years. With his original age, Feng Xuan is now a hundred years old.

"It is said that there is no age in cultivation. This is indeed true..."

Feng Xuan felt disappointed. After all, if you really count it, his bone age has indeed spent a hundred years in this secret realm of time. This is true.

However, Feng Xuan's breakthrough did not end like this.

As Feng Xuan's mind moved, he saw that the Dharma body that stood tall and upright continued to shrink, and finally shrank from almost three thousand feet to more than thirty feet. The black mist all over his body was condensed, as if it were real, and this was almost the limit that Feng Xuan could do now.

The Dharma body is not the bigger the better. The limit that the Dharma body can reach is just a highlight of the foundation and accumulation. However, to maintain the limit state of the Dharma body all the time, such consumption is naturally extremely amazing.

Feng Xuan estimated that he could only maintain the extreme state for about half an incense stick of time if he exerted all his strength. After that, this magical power of the Law of Heaven and Earth would dissipate because the power could not be maintained.

In fact, Feng Xuan also understood that most cultivators would not push this Dharma body to the extreme in many cases. The size of the Dharma body depends on the actual situation.

The reason why the human race awakened this magical power was more in the ancient times, in order to fight against those wild beasts whose bodies were as big as mountains, and it was more suitable for the environment in the ancient times.

But now, among the myriad races, there are also many races whose bodies are not too big, but it does not affect their strength at all. If the Dharma body in the extreme state is used to fight against these guys, it is not suitable.

Suddenly, from Feng Xuan's Dharma body, a spirit slowly walked out of it and floated in front of the Dharma body. It seemed like another Feng Xuan. Feng Xuan in normal state just looked a little illusory.

And this is Feng Xuan's spirit body, and the real body of the witch cultivator.

Unlike martial arts practitioners who temper their bodies, control their vital energy, condense their images, cultivate their bodies, and achieve the path of Yuanwu, everything is based on the body.

Wudao practitioners awaken their witch soul power, condense their spiritual energy, evoke the inscriptions of heaven and earth, understand the rules and veins of the universe, and pursue the truth of the great way. Their souls breed spiritual seeds from ignorance and turn into spiritual infants to grow again until they are equal to their skin.

For them, the so-called flesh body is just a skin bag and a carrier, which does not seem so important. Wudao practitioners call this grown spiritual body - the true spirit.

It implies the pursuit of the true self, not a gift from heaven.

"The soul has reached its limit. Today, I should see through the illusion and see the true spirit!"

As Feng Xuan finished speaking, the waves between the world that had just calmed down rose again. The violent spiritual tide surged out from the deeper space, swirling around Feng Xuan until it became an ocean, and Feng Xuan's spiritual body seemed to be the center of this world.

With the outbreak of the spiritual tide, the not-so-big spiritual body became extremely majestic at this moment, like a master who controls everything.

"Huahua"

"Booming"

"Lingling"

"Huhu"

...

Suddenly, countless mysterious rhythms sounded between heaven and earth, like the rippling of water waves, the rolling of thunder, the whistling of wind, and the burning of flames...

For a moment, it seemed that this world was celebrating the birth of a new god. This was the sound of heaven and the embodiment of the laws of the world.

On Feng Xuan's spiritual body, some changes were constantly happening. His spiritual body seemed to be walking from illusion to reality and condensing into substance.

"Is this the world in the eyes of the true spirit?"

Feng Xuan ignored the changes in his own spiritual body. At this moment, he was already immersed in the constantly changing world in his perception.

In Feng Xuan's eyes, the world seemed to be the same world, but it became a little different. He could easily see the mysterious and obscure runes behind the nothingness, which were the cornerstones of building the world.

Some things that he couldn't see on weekdays, in his eyes at this time, presented another strange appearance.

Feng Xuan looked up and looked at this secret world, feeling the different fluctuations of all things, even the most ordinary rock seemed to become complicated, but everything seemed to have a trace and was analyzed to its essence.

As the divine light flashed in Feng Xuan's eyes, some deeper things behind the space gradually appeared in front of him.

"Sure enough, the laws of heaven and earth in this secret realm of time are not complete, that's right, after all, it's just a secret realm that can't even be considered a world..."

Under Feng Xuan's exploration, he saw that the various laws between heaven and earth seemed to be imperfect, and the seemingly complete law chain seemed incomplete to him, which was caused by the incompleteness of heaven and earth.

In Feng Xuan's eyes, everything in the secret realm of time seemed to be presented to him like peeling silk from a cocoon, even the various laws were the same.

However, as Feng Xuan continued to explore, and even gradually spread outside the secret realm, he suddenly felt that the world was distorted, and his mind instantly fell into chaos and confusion.

In Feng Xuan's perception, if the secret realm was like a chicken egg, then outside the egg was chaos. However, when Feng Xuan wanted to break through this layer of chaos and continue exploring, he was forced back by a terrifying sense of distortion, as if he had touched some taboo that should not be touched.

In an instant, Feng Xuan's spiritual body shook. His whole body felt like the world was spinning and he almost fell over.

"Is that the turbulence of time and space? Is it the realm of time?"

Feng Xuan put his hand on his forehead and tried hard to control his thoughts. He suppressed the disgusting and twisted feeling and carefully recalled what he had just seen.

Soon, combined with what he had seen before, Feng Xuan understood what those distortions meant. They turned out to be disturbed time and space.

The Secret Realm of Time is a very special secret realm for the human race. Every time it is opened, it costs a huge price because it is a special place that violates the rules of time and space in the normal universe.

Just now, without the protection of the Secret Order of Time, Feng Xuanling used his true spirit form to forcibly peek into areas that he shouldn't peek into, and almost got caught in it.

"Wait, so that's it. Is this the origin of the Secret Realm of Time? Spaces are opened up in the turbulence of time and space, and the flow of normal time and space is cut off by the law of time..."

Feng Xuan murmured, although some bad things happened because of his recklessness, Feng Xuan still managed to peek into a lot of things, and roughly understood what kind of place he was in the secret realm of time.

"What a terrifying method. It turns out that there are such terrifying beings among our human race, who can actually control time."