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Chapter 383 Creation of Heaven, Creation of Heaven, Creation of Heaven!!

next second.

Fang Qingyu's consciousness had already left the cold platform of the City Lord's Mansion and was now in an endless expanse of pure white.

There is no up, down, left, or right here, no passage of time, only white.

This was his third time setting foot in this area.

The first time was when I broke through the Candle Illumination Realm.

At that time, this place was nothing but chaos and darkness.

Only a single candle flame hangs at an infinite height.

It faintly dispelled the surrounding nothingness.

This allowed him to hold a candle to illuminate his heart, to examine the transformation of his own will from a transcendent perspective, and to glimpse the wonder of astral projection.

The second time was to break through to the state of purity.

The darkness was completely dispelled by the candlelight, and the world was transformed into a flawless pure white.

They truly reached the state of clarity where their body resembled a Bodhi tree and their mind a clear mirror.

When distracting thoughts do not arise, the mind becomes clear and lucid.

It reflects all things without being stained by dust.

And now, for the third time!
This pure white world, the moment his consciousness descended.

An unprecedented upheaval began to occur.

The pure white ground beneath my feet seemed to have a tangible quality, flowing and condensing slowly like liquid chalcedony.

The light shimmered and shifted, layer upon layer.

A square platform, radiating a warm, jade-like glow, rises from the pure white sea.

Lingtai!

These two words naturally came to mind for Fang Qingyu.

The abode of the Taoist primordial spirit connects to the heavens and overlooks the central wilderness!
The ultimate form of the Willpower attribute, which has broken through its limits four times.

However, this is not the end.

Just as the spiritual platform took shape, its jade-colored radiance illuminated the pure white world.

At the very center of that spiritual platform, a more brilliant and pure light suddenly shone.

This ray of light quickly stretches and shapes.

A figure identical to Fang Qingyu's original form, composed of pure light and intention.

Sit cross-legged in the center of your mind, slowly focusing your energy.

He closed his eyes and lowered the curtains, his face was calm, and his aura was of the same origin and quality as Fang Qingyu's main body.

Yet it also possesses a transcendent, divine quality.

An indescribable, mysterious connection.

In an instant, it connected Fang Qingyu's original consciousness with the second Fang Qingyu on this spiritual platform.

And at the very moment the second Fang Qingyu was formed.

A mysterious current, like a floodgate being opened, surged forth regarding the spiritual platform.

It instantly flooded into Fang Qingyu's sea of ​​consciousness.

The spirit platform reaches the heavens and descends upon the middle field!
With the primordial spirit in charge, the foundation of the Dao is eternally solid!
With a steadfast mind, one will never lose one's way!
This is not merely an unbreakable will, nor is it simply an out-of-body experience of self-awareness.

It's not just about eliminating distracting thoughts and achieving a clear mind.

The true wonder of the Lingtai lies in the fact that it endowed Fang Qingyu with an almost heaven-defying ability.

May your primordial spirit reside forever, and your cultivation be doubled!
The primordial spirit seated cross-legged on the spiritual platform was itself transformed from Fang Qingyu's purest Daoist thoughts.

It needs no sleep and never gets tired.

He can operate any technique mastered by Fang Qingyu at any time.

Or comprehend any law, or deduce any martial art.

The efficiency of his cultivation is the same as when Fang Qingyu is clear-headed and focused during cultivation.

There is no difference between them!
what does this mean?
This means that Fang Qingyu now has an automatic cultivation cheat that runs 24/7, never disconnects, and is as efficient as his original body at its peak!

Whether eating, sleeping, fighting, thinking, or even being seriously injured and unconscious.

As long as the soul endures, the spiritual platform will not collapse.

That primordial spirit could then tirelessly accumulate cultivation for Fang Qingyu.

Or perhaps it's about refining martial arts techniques and their true meaning.

Even more terrifying is when the main body also engages in cultivation.

That is a terrifying speed that is doubled.

With Fang Qingyu's comprehension and talent, coupled with this double speed, his cultivation is a never-ending cheat code.
Its future growth rate.

It will completely defy common sense.

Even though Fang Qingyu's mind had long been tempered to be as solid as a rock, he still felt the earth-shattering changes brought about by this spiritual platform.

A slight smile crept onto his lips.

This is definitely a pleasant surprise.

After all, the previous Pan Nian, Zhu Zhao, and Wu Gou were only minor enhancements in terms of state of mind or spirit.

But I never expected that after breaking through to the Lingtai level...

Such a big change will happen.

However, the breakthrough is not over yet.

The ecstasy of breaking through to the Spirit Platform and having his primordial spirit permanently reside did not cause Fang Qingyu to lose his way.

Instead, he quickly calmed his mind and sank his consciousness into an absolute state of calm and stillness.

The spiritual platform is complete, and the primordial spirit is in charge.

But this only fulfills one crucial prerequisite.

The real target this time is the Primordial Creation Strategy, which the diagram refers to as the origin-level inherited imprint.

With a slight thought, the diagram unfolded silently once more.

It stops at the page about the Shattered Star Dipper.

The line of text below is still clearly visible:

[A fundamental-level inherited imprint has been detected: "The Primordial Creation Strategy"!]

[In-depth analysis of the branding is complete! Inheritance compatibility assessment: Extremely high!]

[Prerequisites have been met. Do you wish to immediately activate the inheritance and begin the "Primordial Creation Strategy" cultivation?]

Fang Qingyu took a deep breath, confirming that he was in an unprecedented peak condition.

The star has fallen, the spiritual platform is complete.

Without the slightest hesitation, a thought arose in my mind.

Yes was selected.

boom--

This tremor far surpasses any previous one.

It was as if one's entire consciousness and existence were instantly shattered and reshaped.

The pure white world before my eyes seemed to have been splashed with thick ink, instantly fading and distorting.

Instead, there was an endless, surging gray fog.

There was no sky or earth, no light or darkness, no sound, no color, no direction, not even...
They lost their sense of time.

Fang Qingyu felt as if he had become a rootless and baseless thought.

Drifting aimlessly in this eternal, chaotic gray fog.

Consciousness is no longer clear, and thinking becomes chaotic and sluggish.

It was like sinking to the deepest seabed, enveloped by immense water pressure.

Even the concept of self has begun to become blurred and diluted.

I don't know how long I've been wandering, maybe a year?
ten years?

Or was it just a fleeting moment?
At the edge of this gray fog.

A blurry outline appears.

It resembled a human figure, yet it was incredibly enormous, towering to the sky and reaching the earth.

With his back to Fang Qingyu's drifting thoughts, he stood quietly in the center of chaos, as if he had existed since before the creation of the world.

A stirring originating from the very source of life drove Fang Qingyu's chaotic thoughts to instinctively drift toward that towering figure.

The distance seems to be closing.

But the figure remained blurry and indistinct.

It's like looking through a layer of impenetrable frosted glass.

Just as Fang Qingyu's consciousness was about to be completely lost in this gray chaos, and he was about to touch that figure...
hum!
An irresistible suction force suddenly erupted from that figure.

Fang Qingyu's drifting thoughts, like moths drawn to a flame, were instantly and completely consumed.

Swish!
Consciousness returned instantly.

Qingming Festival reappears.

However, to Fang Qingyu's surprise,
This was not his own body, but the figure he had seen earlier.

Moreover, he cannot control this body.

At this moment, all I could feel was that I possessed a body of unimaginable size.

But every movement of this body was beyond his control.

Like an observer trapped within this magnificent body.

Fang Qingyu clearly "felt" that "he" slowly raised his arm.

Those arms were as thick as pillars supporting the sky, their muscles bulging, containing a power that could make even the stars tremble.

He casually waved his arm across the frozen void before him.

call.
The faint airflow generated by the swing of the arm failed to create even a ripple in this void.

That boundless gray mist.

It remained completely still.

"Oneself" seemed somewhat surprised and impatient with the result.
Fang Qingyu could clearly feel the emotions originating from the depths of his body.

I'm disgusted by this eternal, suffocating chaos!
And so, "itself" moved again.

This time, it wasn't just a random wave.

Those enormous hands, seemingly capable of grasping the stars, began to slowly reach out towards the boundless gray mist in front of them!
Fang Qingyu's consciousness simultaneously experienced this "grabbing" action.

The feeling was incredibly strange and heavy, as if my arm had been plunged into lead and mercury that had been frozen for millions of years.

Each movement requires an unimaginable amount of effort.

Every muscle contraction and every tendon stretch was clearly transmitted into the depths of Fang Qingyu's consciousness.

This allowed him to personally experience the terrifying exhaustion and heavy pressure.

With difficulty, he clasped his hands together, grasping clumps of gray mist in the void.

As Fang Qingyu squeezed his hands together, he "felt" that the "gray mist" being forcibly grasped and compressed between his palms was undergoing a qualitative change.

The color became deeper, as if it had turned from grayish-white into a thick, inky black.

A sense of "weight" that is hard to describe.

It begins to gather in the palm of your hand.

"Oneself" seemed satisfied.

The giant hands began to knead and squeeze the forcibly condensed "gray mist" in their palms with a primal rhythm.

Fang Qingyu stared intently at the chaotic mass being kneaded.

He couldn't understand what it was.

But he could simultaneously feel the terrifying power contained in each rubbing of "his" hands, enough to crush stars and reshape earth, fire, water, and wind.

It was a pure, primal power born for "opening up"!
The gray mist was repeatedly pounded and shaped between his palms.
Ultimately, it was no longer a mess.

Instead, it was shaped into a crude "tool" with a handle.
Even though Fang Qingyu had seen many weapons.

I didn't recognize what it was.

It resembles an unsharpened stone axe, or a hammer.

then.

"Myself" grasped the handle made of gray mist with both hands.

An unprecedented, overwhelming will instantly filled every corner of this magnificent body.

"I" raised this rough and heavy weapon high above my head!
The muscles in his arms bulged like mountains, accumulating power.

Then--

hack!!!
The weapon, formed from condensed gray mist, slashed fiercely down towards the boundless chaotic void ahead!
scoff-

The power of this "chop" is indescribable.

Fang Qingyu's physical strength seemed to be completely drained in that instant.

Sight was completely stripped away, hearing was completely stripped away, and all five senses and six consciousnesses were reduced to nothingness.

Only that one ray of light!

A ray of light suddenly born from absolute nothingness!
It burst forth from where the gray mist cleaved and fell.

Like the first ray of light at the birth of the universe, carrying the immense power to tear through all darkness, it spread fiercely into the endless depths of chaos.

Wherever the light reaches, the viscous, solidified chaos melts away like ice and snow.

The pure rise, the impure sink!
Light and darkness began to separate.

The rudiments of space and time began to emerge.

However, Fang Qingyu's consciousness was only present at the very moment when all things were first created.

It suddenly sprang out from this magnificent body that had created the heavens.

"Uh-"

The city at dawn, the top platform of the city lord's mansion.

Fang Qingyu, who was sitting cross-legged, suddenly opened his eyes.

He let out an uncontrollable roar.

The instant his consciousness returned to his body, a violent change originating from the very source of life erupted from the depths of every cell in his body.

Click!Click!Click!
His muscles and bones resonated, as if thunder were exploding within him.

Blood surged like boiling magma.

Muscle fibers tear and rebuild rapidly, producing a sickening cracking sound.

The bones are like those thrown into a furnace, constantly being forged and transformed in destruction and rebirth.

Fang Qingyu was very familiar with this phenomenon and this pain.

This is a change that only occurs after the physical body has broken through its limits.

Xingyun has broken through; there is no doubt about it.

It directly surpassed Fang Qingyu's current realm, reaching the fourth level of breaking limits!
Unimaginable pain instantly overwhelmed Fang Qingyu's senses.

His skin turned bright red and burning hot, and scorching white steam gushed from his pores, instantly distorting the air within a radius of several feet around him.

But at this moment, Fang Qingyu could no longer care about the breakthrough in his physical body.

Instead, he closed his eyes and endured the intense pain.

I kept trying to understand the earth-shattering cleavage I had just personally experienced...
Trajectory, will, the supreme principle that opened up the world!

Like the deepest imprint of one's origin.

It was deeply engraved in Fang Qingyu's soul.

The pain transcended his physical body and became his sole focus at that moment. "Opening the heavens."

Fang Qingyu's eyes were bloodshot, his brows were furrowed, and he endured the tearing pain as he suddenly stood up from the platform.

It seemed to be driven by instinct.

His right hand shot out into the void before him like lightning.

"Qiang——!"

The Dragon Sparrow Blade emitted a clear and resonant sword cry as it was instantly drawn from its sheath.

The jet-black blade seemed to come alive at that moment, flowing with deep starlight and an indescribable aura.

Fang Qingyu gripped the hilt of the sword tightly with both hands and raised the Dragon Sparrow Slasher high above his head.

The movement at this moment perfectly overlapped with the posture of the figure who created the world raising the Chaos Giant Axe.

Fang Qingyu didn't look at the leaden clouds above his head, ignored the excruciating pain in his body, and even temporarily forgot where he was.

All my mind, all my will, all my strength
A magnificent physical body that has broken through limits four times due to the fall of stars.

The clear radiance of the primordial spirit in the spiritual platform.

The Starry Sky Power of the Border Patrolman, the Thunderous Will of the Divine Firmament Envoy.

And that primordial enlightenment that had just been imprinted deep within his soul.

All of it was poured into this one strike!

Then, mimicking the trajectory of that chaotic figure creating the world, he headed towards the eternally unyielding, leaden Arctic sky above.
A single slash!

Inside the City of Dawn.

Wei Banmeng was in the command center, having a heated discussion with Chu Kuanglan, Lu Jiuyuan and others about how to quickly reorganize the newly joined 30,000 to 40,000 people, divide them into defense zones and form an effective combat force.

Shen Zhou held the terminal.

He emphasized, with great enthusiasm, that the deep-water port and several key defense nodes must be put into construction immediately.

"Manpower! More manpower! Old Chu, give half of your bastards to me to carry the alloy plates. If the defensive force field array pattern isn't finished inscribed every day, we'll have to face the next tide of ghosts!"

Shen Zhou's voice was hoarse but excited.

Chu Kuanglan was about to retort when suddenly
An indescribable surge of emotion swept across the entire command center without warning.

It was as if there was an invisible giant hand.

It instantly captured everyone's hearts!
hum!
Everyone, including Wei Banmeng, Chu Kuanglan, and Shen Zhou, who were engaged in heated debate.

Su Wanqing and Liu San were still engrossed in calculating the supplies.

Even the ordinary soldiers who were wiping their weapons and talking quietly in the corner froze in their tracks.

Immediately following, an irresistible sense of pressure, stemming from an innate life force, arose.

It roared down from the direction of the City Lord's Mansion!
"It's Aoko!"

Wei Banmeng was the first to react and rushed towards the huge floor-to-ceiling viewing window.

Chu Kuanglan and all the core members followed closely behind!
boom--

The moment they rushed to the window and their gaze fell upon the top of the city lord's mansion.

Just then, Fang Qingyu raised his hands high to slay the dragon sparrow.

The scene of it crashing down fiercely towards the sky.

There was no earth-shattering explosion, no ear-piercing shriek.

Only one light!

A blade of light that defies description!
It burst forth from the edge of the Dragon Sparrow's Blade of Calamity, initially as thin as a hair, but the instant it left the blade, it transformed into a celestial rift that stretched across the sky and tore through the universe.

Wherever the blade flashed, the leaden-gray clouds that had shrouded the Arctic for eternity, seemingly never to dissipate, were instantly obliterated without even a moment's hesitation.
split into two!
The knife marks were straight, as if the Creator had drawn them with a giant ruler.

This cleavage that split the sky stretched for miles!
The skies above the city of dawn are merely its starting point.

The knife marks, like a giant brushstroke from a deity, stretched deep into the ice field, their end even exceeding the limits of what the naked eye could perceive.

The entire city of Dawn fell into a deathly silence in an instant.

Thirty to forty thousand people, no matter where they are in the city.

Everyone seemed frozen in place, their heads stiffly raised as they stared blankly at the terrifying sword-like scar that stretched across the sky from north to south, cleaving the heavens in two.

Countless faces were filled with utter shock and bewilderment.

"Fang Fang Shen," someone muttered to themselves, their tone resolute.

"Every day it cracks open," but many more are completely speechless.

Inside an office at the Great Wall of the Arctic.

Hong Qitian was concentrating with his eyes closed, his fingers unconsciously tapping on the table.

Suddenly, the tapping fingers stopped abruptly.

Those cloudy old eyes suddenly opened, flashing with sharp light.

He took a step forward and appeared in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window, his gaze instantly locking onto the horizon in the direction of Dawn City.

That massive knife mark, tearing through the leaden clouds, stretched for hundreds of miles.

It was clearly reflected in his pupils.

Looking at that mark that seemed to have cleaved the entire Arctic sky.

I could feel the lingering will that I could clearly perceive even from a great distance.
Hong Qitian's wrinkled face first showed astonishment.

Immediately, an irrepressible, immensely gratified smile, like a spring breeze melting away the ice, slowly bloomed at the corners of his mouth, growing ever brighter.

"Good lad," he murmured, his voice filled with immense joy and a sense of relief.

"That brat... he really succeeded! Primordial Creation of Heaven and Earth, what a magnificent Primordial Creation of Heaven and Earth! Hahahaha!"

An old man's laughter echoed in the empty office, filled with smug satisfaction.

Cities beyond the Arctic Circle.

"Look at the sky!! What's that?!"

"My God! The clouds have been split open?!"

"A crack! A very long crack! Running from south to north! Who did this?!"

"A miracle! Is this a miracle?!"

"The direction... seems to be... towards Dawn City?!"

"The City of Dawn? What kind of place is that? Are there cities beyond the Great Wall?!"

"Dawn! Dawn! So that's what the name means! To cut through the darkness and usher in the dawn!"

Exclamations, whispers, and speculations instantly swept through the streets and alleys of every Arctic city.

Countless people flooded the streets, rooftops, and squares, gazing up at the shocking yet horrifying knife scar in the sky.

His face was filled with shock and disbelief.

This was even more terrifying than the last time a giant rock fell from the sky above Dawn City.

The last boulder, at most, was twenty or thirty kilometers in diameter.

Moreover, it only broke through the surrounding clouds above the City of Dawn.

Before the explosion, the Arctic Great Wall, more than 100 kilometers away, might not even be visible.

So not many people knew that the boulder fell and landed on the head of Dawn City.

However, today's clear-cut trail separating the leaden clouds in the sky is completely different.

As long as you're in the Arctic, as long as you look up...

Then you will see this scene.
And the City of Dawn, Fang Qingyu.

These two names.

Accompanying this is the knife mark that cleaved the Arctic sky.

Like a wildfire, it was instantly imprinted in everyone's hearts.

Meanwhile, deep in the Arctic.

Outside the Ghost King's headquarters, beyond the Bone King's Court.

That figure had no facial features, like a pure shadow.

It appeared silently on the cold ground outside the Hall of Bones.

He slowly raised his face, which had no features.

His gaze seemed to pierce through the endless wind and snow, landing on the horizon in the direction of the City of Dawn, on the knife mark that split the leaden clouds in two.

A shadowy body that remained as still as stagnant water.

For the first time, extremely subtle ripples appeared.

The voice carried a hint of surprise:
"The Primordial Strategy of Creation"

"Incredible... someone actually succeeded in cultivating it."

Though the voice was soft, it resonated like thunder in the hearts of the royal family members.

Their expressions instantly became extremely solemn.

There was even a hint of barely perceptible panic in his voice.

"grown ups!"

A member of the royal family, covered in dark purple crystal armor and resembling a giant scorpion, stepped forward, his voice filled with suppressed anxiety, "Why?! Why is it that every time a great era is about to begin, before the change of epochs, the human race's fortune always gives rise to such incomprehensible anomalies?!"

Black Duke's shadowy figure turned slightly toward the royal who was speaking.

The unseen gaze silenced the latter instantly.

"This is where the destiny of this world is concentrated."

Black Duke's voice returned to its usual indifferent tone.

"Humanity has always been the lucky ones chosen by the will of this world. They have multiplied here, taken root here, and their destiny has long been intertwined with this world."

"If we want to truly occupy this world, this is the destiny we must face."

He paused, his shadowy form turning toward the entrance to the eerie, white-boned hall.

"Pass the order."

"Report this matter to the royal court."

Another member of the royal family, resembling a withered tree with eerie green flames burning among its branches, immediately bowed: "Yes! Lord Black Duke! Should we request the royal court to send a more powerful envoy to eliminate this person beforehand? Given the potential he has shown and the threat posed by the Primordial Creation Strategy..."

"Do not."

Black Duke interrupted it, his shadowy form already drifting towards the entrance of the hall.

That indifferent voice was clearly imprinted in the hearts of every member of the royal family:

"Go and persuade the royal court to descend upon us ahead of schedule, at any cost!"

The last four words struck the depths of the consciousness of all the royal ghosts.

At any cost! Descend ahead of schedule!
This means that the royal court will draw upon its accumulated resources over countless years.

This means that we may have to pay an unimaginable price.

It could even disrupt the entire intrusion plan.

But no one dared to question Blackie's judgment.

"Yes! I will obey your orders, sir!"

The members of the royal family suppressed their shock and answered the command in unison.

His figure quickly disappeared into the snowstorm, carrying out an order that could change the entire course of the battle.

Dawn City, beneath the City Lord's Mansion.

The knife scars still stretch across the sky.

Wei Banmeng and all the core members were gathered in the square below the city lord's mansion.

Looking up at the figure perched high on the platform, wielding the Dragon Sparrow Slayer.

They saw the sword mark that cleaved the sky most clearly.

"Qingqingzi, he..."

Qi Hao opened his mouth wide, his throat was dry, and he couldn't say anything more.

He felt his mind had stopped.

The image of that stab kept flashing through my mind.

Chu Kuanglan clenched his fists tightly, muttering to himself.

Just how strong is Aoko now!?

Even Wei Banmeng's usually cool and aloof face was filled with surprise.

She pressed her lips tightly together, her gaze fixed on the tall figure on the platform, her heart churning with intense emotions.

She thought more deeply than others, about the will contained in that single strike.

That power to create new life
This is something that ordinary martial arts cannot achieve.

An idea that made her heart race uncontrollably surfaced.

An invincible technique?!

Only Jiang Wei stood quietly at the front of the crowd.

Her long, crimson hair fluttered slightly in the air currents.

On her fair and beautiful face.

The initial shock has faded.

Her gaze was fixed on Fang Qingyu.

She recognized him immediately.
That was the Primordial Creation Strategy.

After Fang Qingyu obtained the Invincible Technique, everyone deliberately downplayed the matter, not wanting to add any burden to Fang Qingyu.

But unexpectedly, Fang Qingyu actually succeeded in cultivating it.

Moreover, what he actually mastered was the Primordial Creation Strategy!

This is quite different from Chen Wudi. Given Fang Qingyu's personality, he would never start cultivating without meeting the prerequisites, just like Chen Wudi.

Therefore, Fang Qingyu must have met the prerequisite that was impossible to fulfill at this moment.

And he successfully mastered the invincible technique.

In the past, no matter how abnormal Fang Qingyu's cultivation speed was or how heaven-defying his combat power was.

She might be surprised, or exclaim that it's perverted.

But that was still within the scope of her understanding of "genius".

And at this moment, the invincible technique is complete!

This represents a fundamental leap.

It represents a kind of destiny-based coronation!

This signifies that Fang Qingyu has completely embarked on that path leading to the true pinnacle, a path strong enough to support the future of humanity!

This means from this moment on.

Fang Qingyu is destined to become the number one in the world!
Invincible in the world!

The invincible method is called the invincible method.

It is precisely because of what it has achieved that it is truly invincible.

However, the shock only lasted for a brief moment in her eyes.

Immediately, the shock melted away like ice and snow, transforming into a dazzling, gentle smile, as if the long-awaited smile had finally been seen after thousands of years of time.

A smile bloomed on her lips.

She tilted her head slightly, gazing at the figure bathed in starlight and the lingering intent of the blade.

Fang Qingyu was reflected in her clear red eyes.

A murmur, uttered only to herself, filled with endless longing.

Deep within her heart, a quiet voice rang out:
"Father."

"You don't need to worry anymore."

(End of this chapter)