Pushing the limits

The Hell Lava Mouth was silent, with only the surging magma flowing.

Everyone was completely broken by Zhong Qing's expression.

The Lord of the Abyss looked at Zhong Qing, trying to suppress the turmoil in his heart.

"You came all the way into the Abyss, took mine, used mine, and you're still not satisfied? Now you even want to ask for treasures from me?"

Zhong Qing: "Isn't it because I'm afraid your investment will go to waste?"

"You also know that times are so difficult now."

"I'm just trying to add a guarantee to your investment. I don't ask for much, just a hundred or eighty items will do."

As soon as these words came out, Green Ghost and Fire Drought's mouths twitched, exclaiming inwardly, "Good heavens!"

A hundred or eighty items? Do you really think treasures are like roadside cabbages?

As many as you want?

This was only Zhong Qing; if it were anyone else making such a request to the master, their ashes would probably be scattered.

In the unseen lava space, the Lord of the Abyss's face was gloomy.

For a long, long time...

"There aren't a hundred or eighty items."

"Just one, the Time Pagoda!"

"Take it or leave it."

As he spoke, a stream of light flew out from the underground magma.

It flew directly towards Zhong Qing.

After Zhong Qing received it, the Lord of the Abyss's impatient voice sounded.

"Take this Time Pagoda and scram!"

He was annoyed just by seeing Zhong Qing now.

"Thanks!"

Zhong Qing also saw that the Lord of the Abyss was clearly on the verge of going berserk.

He couldn't provoke him any further.

After saying thanks, he immediately turned back along the original path.

Midway, Zhong Qing looked at the palm-sized small pagoda in his hand, feeling extremely good.

He had originally just thought of trying his luck, not expecting to actually get a treasure back.

And the Lord of the Abyss, he was surprisingly thoughtful.

Attached to the pagoda was a Jade Slip, which detailed the usage of the Time Pagoda.

After some study, even with Zhong Qing's mental fortitude, he couldn't help but gasp.

This Time Pagoda had an extremely Heaven-Defying function.

Being inside it could accelerate the flow of time.

And this ratio could reach a maximum of one thousand times.

What kind of concept was this?

This meant that cultivating for a thousand years inside the Time Pagoda would only be one year outside.

This was undoubtedly a supreme treasure for Cultivation!

Zhong Qing knew that the Lord of the Abyss had good things in his possession.

But he hadn't expected something this good.

This supreme treasure was truly too useful for him.

It completely solved his pressing need.

After all, while his Disciples' Cultivation talent was indeed Heaven-Defying, their shortcomings were also relatively obvious.

That was the gradually shortening time they could immerse themselves in the path of Cultivation.

Now, with such a nearly cheating Sharp Weapon, their strength would surely experience a rapid improvement in due time.

Along the way, Zhong Qing walked as if floating.

Although this Time Pagoda had a prerequisite, which was that it needed to be driven by a massive amount of Spirit Stone.

But compared to its Heaven-Defying efficacy, this small prerequisite was truly not worth mentioning.

However, in the future, he could collect more Spirit Stone for unforeseen needs.

After playing with the Time Pagoda for a bit, Zhong Qing refocused on the Chaos Qi.

He returned to the ancient path where he had been before, sat cross-legged, and began to absorb the Chaos Qi directly.

Three days, neither long nor short.

The first day!

As a large amount of Chaos Qi entered, the Small World underwent earth-shattering changes.

First, its volume surged again by a large margin.

The diameter reached the level of one hundred thousand miles.

Secondly, on the mountains and land, vegetation grew wildly.

Patches of jungles and oases clearly appeared.

The second day!

The Small World did not change much, as if it had encountered some kind of Bottleneck.

Vast Chaos Qi was stored.

The third day!

At the center of the Small World, a hundred-zhang-sized pond appeared, filled with a large amount of Chaos Qi.

This substance had clearly become the foundation of the Small World.

Although the Small World's volume did not surge in the latter two days.

But these few days, the Small World was filled with continuous heavenly sounds, roaring Dao sounds, shimmering divine radiance, and pervasive vitality, with even streaks of Law power dancing between heaven and earth.

It was already nurturing the power of Law.

And these few days, the Twelve Demon Generals' gains were equally immense.

Their injuries had been completely healed.

The Peak strength of several of them was the Returning to One Realm.

The Realms of Cultivation, from Body Refining, Acquired, Innate, to Chen Xuan Realm, Star Profound Realm, Moon Profound Realm, Sun Profound Realm, Tianxuan Realm, and then to Sanyin Realm, Three Yang Realm, Myriad Laws Realm, and Returning to One Realm.

Before the Innate Realm, they were collectively called Mortals; after the Chen Xuan Realm, one could be called a Cultivator.

And only until the Myriad Laws Realm could one truly be considered to have glimpsed a trace of the true meaning of Cultivation.

In ancient texts, the Myriad Laws Realm was also known as truly entering the door of Cultivation, and was also referred to as a Great Cultivator.

Returning to One Realm!

It takes its name from the meaning of all Laws returning to one.

This Realm, on the path of Cultivation, had already traveled a very long distance.

It could even be called a small Peak of the Cultivation path.

After Guiyi, that was completely another level.

That level had even transcended the scope of 'human' and began to evolve towards the level of Immortals and Gods.

At this moment, the Twelve Demon Generals were undoubtedly excited.

How many years had it been!

They had stayed in the Fallen Devil Land for an unknown number of years.

From a state of remnant souls to now returning to their Peak.

The time taken was even less than half a year.

As their cultivation returned to its Peak, the true forms of the Twelve Demon Generals no longer resembled ordinary livestock, appearing unremarkable.

Each of them displayed extraordinary demonic nature.

Although he still looked like a chicken, bursts of fierce power erupted from his body.

Like a peerless great fiend.

"My Peak is back!"

On the high mountain, Chicken One stood on a stubborn rock, his three chicken feathers on his head dancing in the wind, full of vigor and radiating brilliance.

The other Demon Generals were scattered across various mountain Peaks, truly giving off the feeling of a gathering of demons, with all demons dominating the world.

As the Twelve Demon Generals returned to their Peak.

Each of them couldn't help but let out eerie laughter.

Arrogant!

Exuberant!

Overbearing!

Between heaven and earth, there was nothing but demonic roars like ghosts wailing and wolves howling.

"What are you doing?"

Here, as soon as the three days were up, Zhong Qing felt that he had absorbed enough.

If he continued to absorb, the Lord of the Abyss would probably go berserk.

Given the other party's foundation, if he truly decided to kill him regardless of the cost, Zhong Qing would definitely still pay a price.

So, the key was to be just right.

Therefore, after stopping the absorption, he prepared to check the Small World. As soon as he finished looking at the changes in the Small World, he heard the Twelve Demon Generals' unrestrained laughter.

He couldn't help but frown and ask.

Upon hearing this, the Twelve Demon Generals' laughter stopped abruptly.

"Master!"

After seeing Zhong Qing's figure, all of them lost their wildness, their arrogance dissipated, and they rushed to Zhong Qing's front.

They were unbelievably obedient.

Zhong Qing ignored these guys.

Instead, he began to examine the Small World.

The scene before him gave him a sense of unfamiliarity.

Because its changes were too astonishing.

So astonishing that he almost couldn't recognize it.