Pan Geng immediately felt relieved. It was just a recorded image. Soon, Pan Geng looked over and found that he was gradually getting better.
Then, he remembered that Chaos was searching for treasures like a madman.
Pan Geng's face turned red when he saw this, but he quickly recovered. After all, there was no one around!
After that, Pan Geng saw the image and continued to cultivate. He wanted to leave, but he suddenly found that the chaos in the image suddenly shattered.
He had thought that Pangu had created the world and that the place he had accidentally chosen had escaped the great calamity of creation. He had not entered the Primordial World and was still in the chaotic space.
It seemed that his luck was quite good.
However, he soon realized that the Chaos fragment he was in had fused into a huge green lotus.
Pan Geng was stunned. Wasn't that the Chaos Green Lotus?
Wasn't it shattered by Pangu?
A few big question marks appeared in Pan Geng's mind.
Pan Geng continued to look until the Wheel of the Great Path appeared. All of Pan Geng's attention was drawn to the Wheel of the Great Path.
Instantly, the Chaos Truth that Pan Geng had absorbed into the depths of his consciousness emerged.
At this moment, the Wheel of the Great Path in the image seemed to have sensed something. The Eye of the Great Path appeared and looked at Pan Geng's body in deep thought. Then, it looked at Pan Geng indifferently in reality. The image shattered with a bang.
Originally, Pan Geng was attracted by the Chaos Truth in the depths of his consciousness.
However, when the Eye of the Great Path looked over, it seemed to see the entire chaos rolling towards him. If the image had not been interrupted here, Pan Geng's primordial spirit might have been crushed.
Although it was only an image, it could be seen how terrifying the Great Dao realm was.
When Pan Geng came back to his senses, he found that his spirit was exhausted and his primordial spirit power was almost exhausted. He was shocked and quickly sat cross-legged to stabilize his mind. He breathed in and out chaotic qi to make up for his losses.
After a long time, Pan Geng finally woke up. He wiped the non-existent cold sweat off his forehead and said,"
"As expected of a Great Dao. I can't even block the eyes in the projection.”
Pan Geng sighed and closed his eyes to sort out the Chaos Truth and Great Dao Law in his mind. He planned to use this as a foundation to create a magic art that could quickly absorb the Chaos Qi.
In the blink of an eye, countless years had passed. He had woken up a few times during his Pangeng period, all because he was too tired.
Finally, one day, a burst of laughter rang out." I've finally created a magic art. I can finally cultivate it."”
It turned out that Pan Geng had finally created a magic art with the spiritual energy he had devoured as the main body, the Great Dao as the basis, and the refinement method of all things in the world as the basis.
This technique was divided into three levels. The first level corresponded to the cultivation realm. This realm used chaotic qi to temper the body and primordial spirit.
This layer was the most important of the nine layers. Without a powerful fleshly body and primordial spirit, one would not be able to withstand the incomparably dense magic power of the later layers.
The second level corresponded to the Immortal Realm. When one reached this realm, their primordial spirit would mainly devour chaotic qi and evolve into auspicious clouds above their heads.
The third level corresponded to the Primordial realm. To reach this realm, one had to use their physical body to devour chaotic energy and refine it into the Body of Vajra. The rest had not been created.
Soon, Pan Geng calmed himself down and his mind was no longer in turmoil.
He concentrated and began to circulate the Chaos Devouring Technique that he had created.
The reason for its name was because the only function of this spell was to devour the Qi of Chaos and increase one's magic power.
Besides Pan Geng, no one else could cultivate this technique.
This was because this technique was a technique that increased one's magic power cultivation by devouring chaotic qi, so it could only be cultivated at this time.
After Pangu created the world, the world would be filled with innate spiritual energy.
Postnatal people were unable to devour the chaotic Qi, so this method was of little value in the future. However, for Pan Geng at this moment, it was a huge fat meat.
Pan Geng sat cross-legged and slowly absorbed the chaotic Qi within a few feet into his body to temper his magic power.
The speed of absorption became faster and faster, from a whirlpool of a few dozen feet at the beginning, to a few hundred feet, and finally to a thousand feet. Only then did it gradually weaken, and finally stopped growing at a total of 1,080 feet.
The aura around Pan Geng was getting stronger and stronger. The Chaos Qi around him was not completely absorbed by him. It formed a huge cocoon that wrapped him tightly, as if it was protecting his safety.
However, the speed at which it devoured the Chaotic Qi did not stop. After the cocoon was formed, the vortex formed by the Chaotic Qi became bigger and the devouring speed became faster and faster.
Chaos doesn't remember years!
In the blink of an eye, many eras had passed. Pan Geng's speed of devouring the Chaos Qi began to weaken.
When the Chaotic Qi that formed the cocoon was completely absorbed, he opened his eyes indifferently, and two rays of light shot out from his eyes.
Then, he stood up and stretched his body. Then, he began to check on his achievements over the years.
Pan Geng's body shook, and a mysterious aura surrounded him. A three-colored light shot out from his head.
An auspicious cloud about three meters tall hung above his head, scattering streams of chaotic airflow to protect him.
The phantoms of two chaotic flowers took root in it, and the chaotic qi within a radius of 10,000 feet froze.
Pan Geng's mouth cracked into a smile. It went from a faint laugh to a deafening one before it gradually stopped.
He muttered to himself,"I finally have the strength to protect myself."
However, he quickly calmed down and remembered that this was a chaotic space where " Quasi-Sages were inferior to dogs and Sages were everywhere."
His face was filled with bitterness, he could only calm down and continue to create the spells that he hadn't finished creating.
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