248: Creation Godhead

Approximately half an hour later.

Wu Ning traversed more than ten immortal domains in a row, descending above the Burial God Abyss.

The Burial God Abyss was still the same as when he last came, like a terrifying ultimate creature, silently opening its dark maw, constantly emitting a dreadful suction force, seemingly wanting to devour endless living beings.

This appearance had persisted for countless epochs, as if it had been this way since ancient times.

At this moment, many people could still be seen entering and exiting the edge of the Burial God Abyss, all teams who had come seeking treasure after hearing its reputation.

Wu Ning casually glanced at them, then flashed directly into the Burial God Abyss.

It was a hazy world, with Dao rules chaotic and unpredictable, utterly without order. Wu Ning could still feel an extremely strong suppressive force.

However, relative to his current Realm, it was negligible.

To be safe, Wu Ning left a Divine Thought coordinate, then headed directly towards the core.

Not long after, he passed through endless chaotic and disordered space, arriving at the Scarlet Mountain Valley on the edge of the core.

The last time he came, he even obtained a primordial divine stone here.

Passing the Scarlet Mountain Valley meant officially entering the core.

Wu Ning did not stop at all, directly rushing into the core and heading straight for its depths.

The entire core area was much larger than he expected, and the suppressive force inside was more than ten times stronger than outside.

And the closer he got to the depths, the more terrifying this suppressive force became.

“Hoo—”

Wu Ning suddenly stopped abruptly. He sensed an unusually terrifying will power sweep over him, instantly making his hair stand on end.

“Have I already entered the core depths?”

A hint of seriousness appeared in Wu Ning’s eyes. With just a wisp of will power, he could sense the terrifying nature of that Evil Spirit.

The strength of a Great Perfection Dao Lord was truly frightening, but he estimated that Evil Spirit was among the top tier even within the Great Perfection Dao Lord Realm.

With his current strength and Realm, if he didn't use any powerful supreme treasures or trump cards, relying solely on his powerful Physical Body and Cultivation, he should be able to exchange blows with a Middle Great Dao Lord, or even stand undefeated.

This was the foundation brought by the supreme Cultivation Technique.

Being able to transcend a rank in the Dao Lord Realm was absolutely Heaven-Defying.

But in front of a Great Perfection Dao Lord, it was somewhat insufficient. At this point, he could only rely on external objects.

“System, give me three annual draws!”

Wu Ning no longer delved deeper, directly performing the sign-in.

The System’s emotionless voice immediately sounded:

“Ding, sign-in successful. Congratulations to Host for obtaining a Spatial Creation Divine Spark!”

“Ding, sign-in successful. Congratulations to Host for obtaining one hundred million tons of Divine Blood Soil!”

“Ding, sign-in successful. Congratulations to Host for obtaining thirty million years of Cultivation!”

...

“Spatial Creation Divine Spark?”

Wu Ning’s heart skipped a beat, and he quickly checked the item description. It was indeed as he had thought.

This was the Divine Spark of the master of the Burial God Abyss, that Myriad Ancient Giant, containing the power of the Spatial Origin Dao.

The Divine Spark of a God Race Myriad Ancient Giant!

Wu Ning’s breathing hitched, and a rare hint of excitement appeared in his eyes.

This was the Divine Spark of a God Race Giant. Even compared to the Source Dao Fruit left by the Giant in the Tianxu Ancient Land, it was no less inferior. In some respects, it was even more precious.

The Human Race could directly refine and fuse the Divine Spark of the God Race. As long as they successfully refined and fused it, they could inherit all the Divine Power contained within the Divine Spark.

Thereby becoming a pseudo-god.

In fact, besides the mainstream Immortal Dao Cultivation within the Human Race, many people pursued other Cultivation Systems.

For example, the more common Divine Cultivation and Demonic Cultivation.

They imitated the Cultivation methods of the God Race and Demon Race.

In the early days, when the Human Race Immortal Dao System’s Cultivation methods were not yet perfected, Divine Cultivation and Demonic Cultivation were the two major mainstreams.

It was then that a Human Race expert who Cultivated the Divine Dao discovered that the Human Race’s Physical Body could actually refine and fuse the Divine Sparks of other God Race experts, just like the God Race, thereby directly inheriting the Divine Power within their Divine Sparks.

In other words, this Divine Spark of a God Race Giant could directly allow him to become a pseudo-god in the Giant Realm!

Wu Ning couldn't help but feel a little tempted. Dual Cultivation of Immortals and Gods seemed very good.

However, with his current strength, successfully fusing a Giant's Divine Spark was by no means easy.

It wasn't that it was difficult, but rather that it would take a great deal of time, perhaps even hundreds of thousands of years might not be enough.

Thinking this, Wu Ning’s mood immediately calmed down. In such a long time, he would have already broken through to some unknown Realm, and at that point, a Giant’s Divine Power would probably not be of much use to him anymore.

It would be better to wait until his Cultivation improved a bit before refining it; that way, the refining speed would be faster, saving a lot of time.

Wu Ning couldn't help but sigh slightly. If his strength was weak, even if he got good things, he might not be able to use them!

Shaking his head, Wu Ning looked at the second sign-in item, the soil stained with Divine Blood.

After all, it was the blood of a God Race Giant, still very precious, and just right for planting Innate Spiritual Root.

The third sign-in only yielded thirty million years of Cultivation, which was much less than expected.

Wu Ning hesitated for a moment, preparing to do two more.

“System, give me two more annual draws.”

“Ding, sign-in successful. Congratulations to Host for obtaining a segment of Time-Space Projection!”

“Ding, sign-in successful. Congratulations to Host for obtaining ten million years of Cultivation!”

The System’s voice quickly sounded.

“Time-Space Projection?”

Wu Ning frowned. Just as he was about to check, he suddenly sensed a terrifying will power sweep over him again, attempting to invade his mind.

“Hmph!”

Wu Ning let out a cold snort. The chaos green lotus, which was sitting in his mind, immediately released a green light. That invading will power, upon encountering this green light, instantly melted into nothingness like residual snow meeting the scorching sun.

“Woo—!”

A strange roar immediately came from the depths of the core, mixed with a suffocatingly terrifying aura. Wu Ning glanced at it, then turned and left.

His objective for this trip had been achieved, and he did not linger, returning directly to the Misty Immortal Abode.

...

Little girl’s face was full of joy. This time, she was fortunate enough to fall into an Epiphany, and a single Epiphany lasted for seven years.

Not only did her Cultivation make significant progress, but it also gave her a clear direction for her future Cultivation path.

She left the plaza and flew towards Lan Yue Palace, wanting to share her progress with her brother.

Approaching the peak, she immediately saw Fairy Wind Caiwei’s figure, and in front of her was a man.

It was Zong Gu.

“Fairy Wind Caiwei Sister!”

Little girl immediately flew forward, embracing Fairy Wind Caiwei’s arm as if declaring her sovereignty, and said very intimately, “Fairy Wind Caiwei Sister, are you looking for my brother?”

“Yes.”

Fairy Wind Caiwei smiled gently, “But your brother happened to not be here. I waited for a while and was about to leave, but I didn’t expect to run into Young Master Zong as soon as I came out.”

“Little girl, are you Wu Ning’s younger sister?”

Zong Gu asked indifferently with his hands behind his back, a cold glint flashing in his eyes. He had no good feelings for anyone from the Wu Clan, especially this brother and sister.