Return Of The Monarch 31 Forming The Core

Before forming a core, Feng Hui was merely at the pseudo Core Formation stage. In other words, the very beginning of the Bronze Dragon realm. The developments were different comparing the Ancient Dragon Manual to other more 'orthodox' cultivation techniques.

Recalling the laws for forming a perfect core, Feng Hui took a deep breath. In the path of cultivation, there were no shortcuts. If he wished to form a pure-gold core, he needed to increase the level one at a time. Utilizing the leftover vital Qi within his body, he began forming the foundation of a white core.

If one were to make a mistake here, the effects would be devastating. A cultivator's future could be ruined forever; therefore, it was incredibly crucial to take it slow. Fortunately, Feng Hui was experienced in this regard, so he started rapidly forming the core.

Relying on his instinct alone, Feng Hui could complete this 'difficult' process. With his peerless comprehension, the shape of a spherical core was already beginning to form.

A profound look filled his pitch-black eyes. Suddenly, Feng Hui's domineering aura fluctuated. At this stage, the base of the core had completely formed. Currently, he had to fill the core with his vital energy.

Like a vast waterfall flooding a small oasis, his core was rapidly being filled to the brink. A few seconds later, the beautiful white core was becoming full, and it started enclosing.

Like a phoenix undergoing a glorious rebirth, a beautiful white light abruptly shone out of Feng Hui's body, and it sharply pierced the skies. In the blink of an eye, he had finished filling the white core to the brim; he was exploding with pure energy!

With the core formed, Feng Hui was a genuine cultivator at the early Bronze Dragon realm.

The quality of Feng Hui's Qi was becoming incomparably pure. With a beautiful white color, he chuckled at the vast spherical core lying within his dantian. Once he achieved the pure-gold core, his Qi would turn golden and it would be matchless under the same level of cultivators.

"Good." Feng Hui was feeling the chains on his soul slowly being freed. The restrictions from his fleshy body were becoming less and less. Eventually, he would be able to utilize his full soul power. With a thought, he harrumphed, "Hmph. Disappear."

The beautiful white-colored strands flickered through his starry eyes as they surged through his Qi pa.s.sageways. Slowly, the presence of the system completely disappeared from his mind. Having formed a core, Feng Hui could now freely utilize enough power to make the system disappear without creating any disturbance.

By now, if Feng Hui willed it, he could remain undetected under any random scan. Unless he was purposely targeted for days on end, no one could see through him. With billions of lives on Earth, this was a near non-existent chance.

Everybody in Starryfu could see a beautiful, bright light piercing the skies. Then suddenly, it snappishly disappeared like a bolt of thunder. As if it was never there in the first place. Countless groups questioned whether their minds were collectively hallucinating.

"Mom…" Feng Hui's thin lips trembled. Finally, he could utilize enough of his soul strength to remain fully undetected while probing through the minds of the monsters. It was too risky before. What if there was some trap left in the minds of the monsters like with the domain back in Fudan High?

According to that shameless mistress lover, Xu Tian, his mother had randomly vanished during the apocalypse. What if she had been taken elsewhere...? It was this thought that kept Feng Hui's mind sane! Furthermore, he could not lose himself until he achieved his revenge and secured his little sister's future. The faint likelihood that his mother was still alive… this miniscule chance was a flickering hope that he had to hold onto no matter what!

Reaching the Golden Dragon soul, the equivalent of a legendary Transcendent in the Dragon Kingdom: Feng Hui's soul was accepted by the laws of the Dragon Continent. On Earth, he was still an 'outsider,' but his soul was still instinctively partially accepted by this world's nature due to its cultivated essence.

However, his physical body wasn't. Now, Feng Hui's body was st.u.r.dy enough to utilize enough of his soul power to cover his entire being to be 'one with nature'. Using his immense soul power, he could cast an invisible veil over his actions with this ploy.

Fully controlling the laws of the world and being accepted by nature were two completely different concepts! The first was to utilize the rules of the world, while the second was being 'permitted' to live inside a habitat.

Previously, when Feng Hui tried probing for the Immortal's information back in Fudan High, he was stopped by a defense mechanism inside the domain which attacked his soul. Luckily, he managed to brush this off with ease due to his Golden Dragon soul.

Extending his vast spiritual sense, Feng Hui prepared to find the closest monster to investigate. Finally, he may be able to find out the truth behind this apocalypse, and the name of this b.a.s.t.a.r.d Immortal. However, his mother's safety was the most important; he would trade anything to have her back in their cozy, tattered home.

Swiftly, Feng Hui locked onto the location of a single lemure hiding nearby within the stadium.

Without hesitation, Feng Hui appeared before the stunned lemure with his peerless speed. In the blink of an eye, a mysterious black-robed man seemingly appeared out of nothingness in front of the dumbfounded monster.

Lifting the tall purple lemure by the scruff of its neck, Feng Hui instantly started probing into its mind. The creature squealed like a trampled dog. Unbeknownst to him, the expression on his handsome face was extremely frightening right now. To the lemure, this was the scariest man it had ever seen. Even within his world's h.e.l.l, no existence could compare.

Time pa.s.sed. Within its mind, there were traces of wiped out memories, but Feng Hui swiftly uncovered the darkness. In a flash, he restored the buried memories of the lemure. Uncovering the hidden truths of the apocalypse, his thin lips slowly crept into an arch.

Soon, his eyes widened in disbelief, and a complete blissful smile arose on Feng Hui's face. Just now, he had concluded an excellent discovery. There was a high chance that his mother was safe.

"Hm?" Moments later, Feng Hui's pitch-black eyes shone with a murderous glint. With an evil laugh, his eyes narrowed, "You're so dead."

"You won't have to wait long." Imprinting the golden-robed man's face in his head, Feng Hui's hot blood was bubbling up in rage.

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In a secluded world in the corner of a cosmos.

Inside a faraway cultivation cave filled with priceless treasures, there were countless servants wors.h.i.+pping a single golden-robed man.

"As a half-step Immortal, I'm still forced to hide like a beaten dog." The golden-robed man ground his white, pearly teeth. To his side, he was being deferentially served by numerous enchanting beauties.

Near the golden-robed man's stone throne, there was also the white-robed young man who had been incited by Feng Hui previously in Fudan High.

Leaning enticingly beside the throne, a heavenly beauty handfed the golden-robed man a tender ruby fruit. Chewing the delicious treasure, Tian Changming continued his ranting, "Curse my luck. Why did I make the mistake of offending that stupid young master? To this day, he's still making my life difficult, forcing me to hide like a pitiful ant."

Hearing the divine voice of his striking master, the white-robed Zhao Jing was depressed. In their world, his master was completely unparalleled. Regarding Tian Changming, not a single sect could halt his swift advance to the peak.

From the beginning, Zhao Jing was Tian Changming's loyal servant from birth. In his eyes, the golden-robed man was a legend and a hero! Using countless priceless treasures, his master had forcibly lifted his lifespan to a number far above his realm.

Upon entering the Immortal World, Tian Changming had been arrogant and haughty. In his world, he was peerless across the entire six continents. To his complete dismay, he was but a mere frog in the well.

Even a random young master in the Immortal World could force him to this state. Tian Changming was furious and unwilling.

As a half-step Immortal, Tian Changming had not fully shed his mortal sh.e.l.l; therefore, he was not forced by the laws of the universe into entering a higher plane. Upon becoming a true Immortal, one would be forced to leave their homeworld and enter the Immortal World within ten-thousand years!

Tian Changming has remained at the half-step Immortal level for over ten-thousand years. However, the comparison between a half-step Immortal and a true Immortal was akin to the difference between heaven and earth!

The half-step Immortal stage was merely extending one's lifespan to an overwhelming number, while the level of true Immortals was stepping into the true realm of eternity!
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Therefore, Tian Changming had decided to invade the lower worlds in order to strengthen his overall force and build himself an army to fight back.

It was a meaningless struggle, however. Unless Tian Changming discovered an era genius, it would be like an army of ants batting a fortified castle. Completely meaningless!

But Tian Changming was not willing to take this insult lying down! With a low sigh, he asked his loyal white-robed confidant, "How's the training of the talents going?"

"It's going well! Unexpectedly, we've attained an outstanding talent. It's a middle-aged woman called Feng Chunhua from a pitiful world called Earth. She's been an excellent leader figure within the group." With a wors.h.i.+pping look, Zhao Jing respectfully replied.

"Interesting, Feng Chunhua? Wasn't there a somewhat talented brat with an admirable att.i.tude with the same surname on Earth?" Tian Changming casually asked while trying to recall the brat's name. The numbers of worlds he had intruded were countless; therefore, he would not attach too much attention to a single area.

"Hmph. That little ant, Feng Hui, is so arrogant; however, since you liked his att.i.tude, I spared him. We can't waste any possible talents, after all." Thinking about that white-uniformed Feng Hui, Zhao Jing disdained the ant.

In reality, Tian Changming had merely liked the white-uniformed teenager's ruthlessness in murdering a fellow student from the get-go. The golden-robed man did not see the process of the killing; rather, he was informed of the teenager through the system.

Tian Changming had scanned the entire lower world called Earth. In his eyes, there were no heaven-defying geniuses, but there were numerous talents with incredibly pure souls. This was quite the find.

It was merely a brief scan. To cover the entire world thoroughly would require a tremendous amount of energy. Tian Changming was not at that luxurious level. Regarding all the somewhat useful talents, he had taken them into his world.

Little did Tian Changming know… during the time he had conducted his scan, the heaven-defying genius that could have saved him from his mess had not yet reincarnated. The golden-robed man had missed his chance by a mere hour! Instead of making a powerful ally, he had unknowingly created a deadly enemy instead!

Truthfully, Tian Changming did not designate much attention to anyone on Earth after that dampening discovery. Instead, he left the training of the ants to the advanced technology which he had plundered from an extremely advanced world in terms of science. In terms of cultivation, however, that lower world was awfully weak.

The system controlled everything. Including the missions, all the portals were launched through the will of the system. Tian Changming merely supplied the energy requirement.

Reaching the half-step Immortal level, Tian Changming's soul was accepted by the cosmos. Thus, he could now sense the surrounding worlds circling around him. With this, he could easily connect portals to multiple worlds.

"Is that so?" Not paying much attention to the answer, Tian Changming nodded. A single 'somewhat' decent talent was useless, after all. In the grand scheme of things, it was worthless.

Suddenly, the tall golden-robed man stood up. With an elegant smile, Tian Changming laughed, "Zhao Jing, take me to the talents. I want to meet this so-called Feng Chunhua."

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