"Now that I can see and feel everything my clone does within the Dinsion of Spirit, I no longer need to worry about that place," Max muttered softly, fully grasping that in a very real sense he was already present there.
His clone was not a separate existence but an extension of himself, and because they shared a single consciousness, every sight, sound and thought flowed freely between them. It felt no different from having two bodies connected to one soul, which was precisely the truth of his existence.
After steadying his thoughts, Max shook his head lightly and took out the Primordial Elents Scripture. As soon as he opened it and began to read, his expression shifted into one of deep concentration and surprise.
"It is divided into thirty three layers of mastery?" he murmured in disbelief. This structure was completely different from anything he had encountered in the mortal world. As he continued reading, the logic behind the cultivation arts of the Divine Realm gradually unfolded before him in clear detail.
He soon realized that the layers of mastery did not simply represent combat strength. The higher one's mastery of a cultivation art, the more efficiently Divine Essence could be drawn from the environnt.
While greater mastery naturally enhanced power during battle, the true foundation lay in cultivation speed and efficiency. Each additional layer allowed the practitioner to absorb Divine Essence more smoothly, more rapidly and with greater purity, making long term growth far more stable and profound.
"Damn it, with proper cultivation techniques one can directly absorb Divine Essence into the body," Max muttered, genuinely stunned by the realization. Even with his Black Flas and devouring abilities, he still required concentrated energy sources to absorb power efficiently.
He could not freely devour ambient energy the way cultivators of the Divine Realm could through their techniques. Compared to that, cultivation arts here were far more refined and systematic.
At that mont, Max felt a deep sense of fascination and anticipation. The cultivation arts of the Divine Realm were not rely thods of growing stronger but carefully designed systems that harmonized the cultivator with the world itself.
Understanding this, Max realized that mastering such techniques would be essential if he wanted to truly stand among the powerful beings of the Divine Realm and eventually surpass them.
His first goal in the Divine Realm was clear in his mind. He needed to advance into the Rebirth Realm, and to do that he could no longer rely on instinct, brute force or devouring thods alone.
He had held back his cultivation for a long ti, deliberately stabilizing his foundation and understanding the environnt of the Divine Realm, but now that restraint had reached its limit. With the Primordial Elents Scripture in his hands, there was no reason to delay any further.
Max sat down in the center of his garden, crossed his legs and slowly cald his breathing. The Primordial Elents Scripture floated before his eyes as streams of comprehension flowed through his consciousness.
Fire, ice, lightning, space and other elental principles were no longer isolated concepts to him. Under the guidance of the scripture, they began to align, resonate and circulate in harmony, forming a unified cycle within his body.
Divine Essence in the surroundings responded imdiately, flowing toward him in thin streams that grew thicker with each completed circulation.
Ti quietly slipped away as Max entered a deep state of cultivation. He didn't forget to enter the Dinsion of Ti to cultivate. Days turned into weeks, and weeks blurred into months without him noticing. Each breakthrough in mastery felt like dismantling an invisible wall, followed by a sudden increase in absorption speed and stability.
The first layer of mastery fell quickly, followed by the second and third. By the ti he reached the fourth layer, the Divine Essence around his residence had visibly thinned, forcing the surrounding formations to replenish it continuously. His control over elental balance grew sharper, his circulation smoother, and his foundation deeper than ever before.
[Congratulations to Max Voidwalker for leveling to 7th level of Divine Rank.]
Just then Max leveled up one level but he didn't lose his focus and continue to cultivate.
By the end of the first month, Max had reached the fifth layer of mastery. At this point, the difficulty increased dramatically. Every attempt to push further required perfect synchronization between his elents and his body. A single imbalance would cause the circulation to collapse, forcing him to start again.
Even so, Max persisted without frustration, refining his control bit by bit until, near the end of the second month, he finally broke through into the sixth layer of mastery.
And with it...
[Congratulations to Max Voidwalker for leveling to 8th level of Divine Rank.]
The mont he stabilized the sixth layer, Max clearly felt the change. Divine Essence poured into his body at a speed several tis faster than before, nourishing his ridians and strengthening his foundation to a terrifying degree.
However, when he attempted to advance further, he encountered an unyielding barrier. No matter how many tis he circulated the scripture, no matter how precisely he controlled the elents, the seventh layer remained completely out of reach.
After several days of repeated attempts, Max finally opened his eyes and exhaled slowly. He understood the reason without needing an explanation. The higher layers of the Primordial Elents Scripture required a body and soul that had undergone rebirth. As long as he remained at the Divine Rank, the sixth layer was the absolute limit.
Max smiled faintly, feeling no disappointnt. Mastering six layers in just two months was already sothing that would shock even veteran cultivators of the Divine Realm. More importantly, his foundation was now solid enough to support a breakthrough at any mont.
"It seems the sixth layer is the limit for for now," Max muttered quietly as he opened his eyes, a calm clarity settling over his thoughts. There was no frustration in his expression, only satisfaction.
Reaching the sixth layer of the Primordial Elents Scripture had already pushed his body and soul to their current limits, and the fact that his cultivation had steadily climbed to the eighth level of Divine Rank was proof that his approach had been correct.
His foundation felt stable, powerful and far denser than before, leaving no doubt that his progress had been aningful rather than rushed.
Max could clearly sense the gap that remained. Advancing from the eighth level to the peak ninth level of Divine Rank would require far more than ambient Divine Essence alone, and breaking into the Rebirth Realm would demand even greater resources.
This was no longer sothing that could be achieved through passive cultivation. The Divine Realm operated on a different scale, and true breakthroughs required correspondingly rare and potent opportunities.
After a brief mont of thought, Max ford his next plan. "I will devote a full month to my sword art within the Dinsion of Ti," he said calmly, already visualizing the path ahead.
Perfecting his sword further would strengthen his combat power and sharpen his understanding of his path, ensuring that when he finally sought resources to break through, he would be fully prepared to face whatever dangers lay ahead.
With that decision made, Max settled his mind. The road to the Rebirth Realm was now clearly laid out before him.
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