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Feng Zhi propped up his exhausted body. This desolate world had no spiritual energy whatsoever, making it impossible for him to absorb and recover.

He sat cross-legged, took out the large dose of medicine he had prepared beforehand, and swallowed it directly.

The medicinal power transformed into a vast amount of vital energy, flowing along the meridians to the limbs and bones, and the wounds inside and outside the body caused by wind, thunder, water, fire, etc., began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.

As old, dead skin peels off, the skin is reborn, and its magical power is restored.

He wasn't in a hurry. Opening the Purple Mansion requires more than just perfect cultivation; the most important thing is to achieve the perfect balance of the three types of energy within the human body.

The three treasures are essence, energy, and spirit. Essence is the foundation of the physical body, energy is the source of the dantian (lower abdomen), and spirit is the master of the sea of ​​consciousness.

Only when these three elements are combined can the chaos in the upper dantian be opened up, and within it, the Purple Palace, which can nourish the primordial spirit, be created.

It's recorded very clearly in the Supreme Emperor Scripture...

This is a brand new starting point. From the Purple Mansion Realm onwards, cultivators will focus on cultivating their spirit and the laws.

The lower dantian stores magical power, while the purple palace contains the primordial spirit and laws, and is the core that governs everything in the human body.

Feng Zhi activated his Invulnerability to All Laws and laid out 500,000 jin of spiritual energy around him. After arriving at the Purple Mansion, the spiritual energy of the spiritual crystals was no longer enough to support his cultivation.

He swallowed a Purple Mansion Breakthrough Pill, closed his eyes, took a slow breath, and tried to calm himself down.

Then, raise your energy level to its highest point and begin to slowly communicate the three energies within your body.

Within the sea of ​​consciousness, three streams of human energy were drawn into the chaotic space.

The essence transforms into pure white, the vapor transforms into golden yellow, and the divine transforms into crimson purple; the dazzling light is constantly intertwining together.

What he needed to do at this moment was not to continue refining, but to perfectly fuse these three origins together, penetrate the upper dantian, and forcibly open up that chaotic space.

"...The time has come!"

It took an unknown amount of time before Feng Zhi finally managed to maintain these three auras at their peak, at the most suitable point.

He takes God as the fundamental core and violently collides the other two.

boom!

The essence, energy, and spirit formed a dazzling and profound light at the center, and a thunderous roar, as if the heavens and earth were created, resounded in the sea of ​​consciousness.

The ball of mysterious light rapidly expanded, illuminating the entire chaotic space as if it were daytime.

Within the light, the three origins completely merged, transforming into a new force that was no longer separate. It pierced through the sea of ​​consciousness and crashed fiercely into the chaotic barrier in the upper dantian that had been lifeless since its birth.

The barrier shattered, chaos was first created, and purple energy arose.

A completely new space slowly unfolded in his upper dantian.

At first, it was no bigger than the opening of a well, but with the frenzied infusion of energy and spirit, it expanded outward at lightning speed.

Ten zhang... a hundred zhang, wherever the light passed, chaos dissipated, space was created, and it eventually transformed into the prototype of an illusory palace.

The palace is built on a black and white base, with golden pillars and a red and purple roof, and the three streams of energy flow continuously.

In the very center of the palace, a blurry figure was slowly coalescing.

It was a tiny, transparent figure with a human-shaped mark on its forehead and an aura of humanity surrounding it.

It sat cross-legged in the center of the Purple Mansion. Although its face was not fully revealed, it was still possible to discern the outline of Feng Zhi.

Once the Purple Palace is opened, the primordial spirit is born naturally.

This is the true mark of the Purple Mansion Realm. From then on, the soul no longer wanders aimlessly and has its own dwelling place.

As long as his Purple Mansion remains intact and his primordial spirit remains undestroyed, even if his physical body is destroyed, he still has a glimmer of hope.

A purple aura emanated from between Feng Zhi's brows.

He saw the palace and sensed the primordial spirit connected to his soul.

With each breath it took, its Purple Mansion space expanded outwards by a sliver, and with each expansion, its magical power deepened.

The opening of his Purple Mansion and the birth of his primordial spirit caused all the mental fatigue he had accumulated over the past few days to dissipate at this moment, replaced by an unprecedented clarity and abundance.

Feng Zhi opened his eyes, stood up, and found that the piles of spiritual energy beside him had turned into stones devoid of spiritual power.

He relaxed his body, and a series of cracking and popping sounds, the sound of bones breaking, echoed in this wild and desolate place, seemingly drowning out the sounds of wind and thunder.

The surge of divine sense that followed the breakthrough swept across the surroundings, and every fluctuation within a radius of two hundred miles appeared in his mind.

After mastering the divine sense.

"It's time to get out of here. We've probably been in this godforsaken place for nine days already." Feng Zhi channeled his spiritual energy into the token.

A spatial passage appeared before him, and without pausing, he stepped directly into it.

……

Outside the secret realm, the sun shines brightly.

Beneath the big tree, Bei Shenfeng lay on a rocking chair, rocking it with his magic, making a creaking sound. In front of him were spiritual fruits, spiritual tea, and various delicacies.

At first glance, he doesn't look like the lord of a holy land at all, but rather like someone enjoying his retirement.

The space rippled, and he removed the leaves that were obscuring his eyes.

Feng Zhi stepped out of the vortex, his hair disheveled, his robes tattered, and he exuded a burnt smell of thunder and fire, but his aura and spirit were much better than before.

"You're out? Nine days, two days earlier than I expected." Bei Shenfeng looked him up and down, his tone certain, but he still asked him a question.

"Is the Purple Mansion complete?"

"It's done." Feng Zhi walked up to him and, without any ceremony, picked up the meat on the table and stuffed it into his mouth. He had been craving it for a while.

Bei Shenfeng looked at the empty immortal treasures in front of him, a look of heartache on his face.

"You need to tell me properly, how big is the Purple Mansion? How wide can your divine sense expand when you first break through?"

Feng Zhi's mouth was practically watering at the thought. While eating, he casually replied, "My Purple Mansion is still slowly expanding, currently around a hundred feet. As for my divine sense... it's about two hundred miles."

Bei Shenfeng blinked and stared at Feng Zhi with the look in his eyes as if he were looking at some outrageous monster.

"A hundred feet." He repeated the two words, as if to make sure he hadn't misheard.

"Two hundred li?"

Feng Zhi gave a vague "hmm".

After a long silence, Bei Shenfeng spoke again: "Back then, when I broke into the Purple Mansion, the space of the newly formed Purple Mansion was only thirty feet, and my divine sense was only about eighty miles."

"The entire Holy Land has already praised me as a once-in-a-millennium genius, but you, on the other hand, are still expanding your hundred-zhang Purple Mansion, which is three times the size of mine."

He closed his eyes and let out a resigned sigh: "Fine, from the day you joined the sect, I should have gotten used to this kind of thing."

Feng Zhi swallowed the last bite, wiped his mouth with his tattered sleeve, and didn't intend to discourage him, but just smiled.

"Thank you for your hospitality, Your Majesty. I'll be heading back now."

Just as he was about to go back to consolidate his cultivation, he was stopped by Bei Shenfeng's words.

"Hey kid, what's the rush? There's a ready-made punching bag right in front of you. Wouldn't it be better to warm up with him than to meditate?"

"The Ji family's Overlord Body has opened a tournament in the Holy Land, specifically asking you to compete against him. Now, it seems that all the disciples in the Holy Land have been defeated by him."