"However, this is far from enough. If I want to take advantage of the situation and overthrow the Heavenly Court to become the Master of the Great Thousand Worlds, I need to have the ability to crush or even kill a Stage Five expert. Otherwise, if the stalemate continues, the Penglai lineage will definitely lose in the end."
Cheng Hao's heart calmed down slightly as he touched the mysterious Dao pattern between his eyebrows.
This Dao pattern was an imitation of the Dao pattern on the Haotian Mirror. Although it was only an imitation, the Haotian Mirror, which had been untraceable all this time, finally had a subtle connection with Cheng Hao after the Dao pattern was branded between his eyebrows.
It was also because of this slight connection with the Haotian Mirror that Cheng Hao had the confidence to plot for the position of the Master of the Great Thousand Worlds. After all, his current strength and status could be said to have an inseparable relationship with the Haotian Mirror.
The Haotian Mirror was Cheng Hao's foundation and the ultimate guarantee of his safety. In Cheng Hao's view, its existence was much more reliable than his two Natal Divine Powers.
After all, his two Natal Mystiques were gambling-type mystiques, especially the "Three Inches in the Palm is the Human Realm" mystique. It was simply gambling with his life. If he made a mistake, he might become a mortal and be exiled forever in the Three Inches in the Human Realm.
"Before the end of the Journey to the West, I'd better go into seclusion for a period of time and properly master the connection between myself and the Haotian Mirror. When the time comes, even if I can draw out a trace of the power of the Haotian Mirror, it should be able to cause unbearable damage to a Stage Five expert!"
After sorting out his current situation, Cheng Hao's mind stirred and the passage of his inner world opened. He stepped out and entered the Chaotic Ocean of his inner world.
In the sea of chaos, as Cheng Hao entered, gray waves rolled. Gray energy pillars that looked like chaos dragons revolved around him, as if welcoming the return of the master of this world.
The Primal Chaos Force in the Primal Chaos Sea was extremely corrosive and destructive. Due to the high density, it was no longer a mist but a turbid sea. Rank 4 existences couldn't stay in the Primal Chaos Sea for long. Only Rank 5 existences could survive in the Primal Chaos Sea.
Although Cheng Hao was the master of his inner world, he was still unable to control the nearly boundless Chaos Sea as he wished. Otherwise, if he were to control the Chaos Sea into endless Chaos Dragons, even a fifth-grade existence would be severely injured, if not killed.
As he stood in the Primal Chaos Sea, strands of Primal Chaos Force would enter his body from time to time, strengthening his body and soul. As the purest form of energy without any impurities, Primal Chaos Force could strengthen both his body and soul.
However, Cheng Hao was currently restricted by his cultivation. The Primal Chaos Force's tempering of his body and soul had basically reached the limit of his current level. Unless he could break through to Rank 5, it would be very difficult for him to improve any further.
He was not in a hurry. Things like cultivation could not be rushed. It was best to be steady and steady, or it would easily lead to an unstable foundation.
After all, his goal was not just to reach the fifth or sixth order. He wanted to rule the all-heavens and even transcend it. It was not worth it to lose the potential to become a supreme powerhouse in the all-heavens for the sake of a momentary increase in cultivation.
Cheng Hao's gaze swept across his Inner World. Finally, his gaze landed on Ao Wuxu, who was sitting cross-legged under the Earth Stabilizing Divine Tree.
At this moment, Ao Wuxu was surrounded by a blood-red ocean. From time to time, the shadow of a blood dragon would appear in the blood-red ocean. Wherever it passed, the space around the Tree of World would shake continuously. It seemed that its power was extraordinary.
As for Ao Wuxu himself, Cheng Hao could sense that his current aura had already broken through to the fourth level. It seemed that he had not disappointed him in the Inner World all these years. He reckoned that when the Journey to the West ended and the Great Trial began, this eldest disciple of his should be able to reach the level of the Four Imperials of the Heavenly Court and the Avalokiteshvara, which would be enough to help him, his Master.
Cheng Hao was very satisfied with Ao Wuxu's cultivation progress. He no longer paid attention to this matter. Sitting cross-legged in the sea of chaos, he began to explore the connection between himself and the Haotian Mirror. Before the battle began, he had to attempt to draw out a trace of power from the Haotian Mirror.
Calming his mind, Cheng Hao continuously visualized the image of the Haotian Mirror in his mind. Although he was not sure if this method would be effective, he did not have a good method. After all, the trace of undetectable connection between him and the Haotian Mirror was still unable to allow him to detect the actual body of the Haotian Mirror.
Visualizing continued. In the two hundredth year of his seclusion, Cheng Hao, who had originally made no progress in contacting the Haotian Mirror, suddenly had an indescribable light flicker on his forehead.
As this light rose, Cheng Hao's sea of consciousness, which was almost unshakable, began to shake violently. Even his consciousness began to blur.
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In the unknown mysterious void, it was dark and lonely. Occasionally, there would be a few star-shaped bodies that were emitting blue ripples. In the lonely void, they would show some luster.
Cheng Hao's expression was cautious as he flew in the void. In this place, in his perception, he had already traveled for hundreds of years. But even so, he was still far away from the blue star-shaped body that seemed to be the closest.
It was not that he had not tried to use the Space Diversion Abhijna to travel. But this mysterious dark void seemed to restrict Space-Time Abhijna. Other than flying, he had no other way.
Not only that, the level of space in this mysterious void was so strong that it made him despair. Even with his full strength, he could not even produce a sonic boom. In this place, he was simply a cultivation novice who only had the ability to fly. He could barely fly and would not be trapped in the same place.
"What kind of world is this? Is this the world in Haotian's Mirror?"
Cheng Hao clearly remembered that he was constantly visualizing Haotian's Mirror, trying to form an intimate connection with its body. But who would have thought that in the 200th year of his seclusion, his consciousness would begin to blur. When he regained consciousness again, he found that he had already left the inner world and arrived in this mysterious dark void.
At first, Cheng Hao thought that he had fallen into an illusion. But after he tried and even cut himself into eight pieces and felt intense pain, he finally had to admit that this world was real. It was very likely that this was the inner world in Haotian's Mirror.
There was no life, darkness and loneliness. Even the blue star-shaped body, Cheng Hao even guessed that it was just a projection and not a real existence at all. It was only there to attract people who were trapped in this world to continue to move forward.
In the end, Cheng Hao stopped flying. With his pitiful flying speed, he estimated that he would not be able to reach the blue star-shaped body even if he flew until the Myriad Worlds were completely destroyed.
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