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Click, click, click!

Soft sounds were heard one after another, and the few already tiny blood pills in the furnace of heaven and earth shattered. At this moment, they had been completely refined and absorbed by Zhong Lin. Moreover, the power in them was completely received and comprehended by him, without any leakage.

These blood pills are similar to the Xuandan of human warriors. They contain all the blood essence, spatial power, and even artistic conception of the blood demon clan. Now they are all absorbed and refined by Zhong Lin, becoming the nourishment for his growth.

His eyes opened, and divine light flashed. At this moment, the entire domain had expanded to more than a thousand feet, and inside the domain, the five elements, thunder, fist intent, sword intent, and other characteristics interacted and flowed, with great power.

The domain is formed by the fusion of one's own artistic conception and the power of space. It is between reality and illusion. It arises with the heart and ends with thoughts. The domain is formed with one thought. Being in the domain is like a god who controls everything. Anything included in the domain will be suppressed, unless another powerful king who has cultivated a domain can resist it with his own domain.

Zhong Lin reached out and touched it lightly, but it seemed like everything was illusory, and his brows furrowed slightly.

"The King Realm comprehends space, the Emperor Realm condenses Dharma images. So, does the legendary Divine Realm allow this realm between reality and illusion to become a physical entity? To form a real space? Or perhaps... a cave heaven?"

Zhong Lin was brainstorming.

"King Taixu once said that to reach the legendary divine realm, one needs something called 'Source'. This thing can only be born when a world is first created."

"Does this also mean that only the infusion of this substance can produce an effect similar to milk-soaked tofu, transforming the space between reality and illusion into a true cave."

"With himself as the center, he has an independent space, an independent kingdom, a territory that truly belongs to him in the universe. In this cave, he is the creator god and the master of the world."

"It's really possible. After all, according to the unique abilities of the King Realm and the Emperor Realm, it is not impossible to create a paradise that belongs to you." Zhong Lin murmured in his heart.

Boom boom boom!
Just as Zhong Lin was thinking, his flesh and blood shook and exploded, and the rich force of space gathered towards his body again, as if every drop of blood and every inch of flesh and blood were integrated with extremely powerful force of space.

As he merged into the space, Zhong Lin could feel his body becoming stronger, with a vague sense of transformation. Moreover, his flesh and blood even possessed the ability to store spiritual essence similar to that of a golden elixir. After all, flesh and blood had the power of space, and space was known to be like Jie Zi containing Mount Sumeru. How much spiritual essence could it store?
"Hiss! The body stores spiritual essence. With the understanding of space, doesn't that mean every drop of blood is equivalent to a golden elixir? No wonder the emperor realm masters are so powerful."

Zhong Lin took a deep breath, his heart filled with shock.

Of course, he also knew that he had taken it for granted. He could feel that the physical body could indeed store spiritual energy, but it was far inferior to the golden elixir, and it was even more impossible for every drop of blood to be equivalent to a golden elixir.

The power began to soar and grow.

After a few more days, all the blood pills were refined.

He slowly opened his eyes and let out a long breath.

This breath stretched for a thousand miles above the northern plains, like a huge dragon of air flow, and the surrounding space was all shaking.

In the area of two thousand feet in radius with him as the center, the space began to distort, forming a space between reality and illusion that was independent of the world.

Outside the territory, the wind is freezing, thousands of miles of ice and snow are falling.

Within the area, the spring breeze is warm, the garden is full of spring colors, and the flowers are blooming.

Everything is exceptionally beautiful.

This is the power of domain. A single thought can change the world. Of course, the premise is that it is within one's own domain.

Furthermore, Zhong Lin could sense a five-colored light shimmering within his domain, reflecting his understanding of the Five Elements. The entire domain could absorb the Five Elements' vital energy at any time, allowing him to remain in perfect condition.

The entire Five Elements Dao is like the frame of a house, while others such as Thunder, Sword, Fist, Blood, etc. are the pillars of the house.

The domains of the King Realm powerhouses also have different levels, mainly depending on the stability and strength of the domain. Zhong Lin believes that no one at the same level can resist his domain.

He stood up slowly, feeling the two thousand feet area, and a sense of power arose spontaneously.

"The Burning Fire Sutra is indeed created for the battlefield. With a few more Half-Step Emperor-level blood pills, I will be able to reach the perfection of the King Realm and then begin to condense the Dharma Image of Heaven and Earth."

"Chess piece? Haha, I'll overturn the chessboard for you sooner or later."

Zhong Lin's eyes opened and closed, and cold rays of light flashed in them.

As time passed, the war did not abate, but became more intense.

Every day, a large number of Blood Demon warriors and human warriors died, but an even larger number of Blood Demons crossed over from the void channel, and countless warriors rushed from the Eastern Wilderness to join the battlefield. The entire Northern Plains was filled with a strong smell of blood, and the vitality in the air became violent because of the war.

As some people fall, others naturally rise. Every day, the names of geniuses are sung in Beiyuan, and countless people break through the realm between life and death and change their fate against the will of heaven.

Beiyuan became a millstone of flesh and blood, a place where the genius became famous.

After the war lasted for half a year, the powerful kings began to join the battle, making the entire battlefield even more tragic for a while.

Zhong Lin did not enter the battlefield, but was waiting for the next instructions from the many emperors.

The ugly scar on Beiyuan continued to expand as time passed, turning from a "scar" into a "wound", which could allow more and stronger blood demons to enter.

one year later.

Zhong Lin, who was meditating with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes, and then a jade talisman fell into his palm.

"It finally begins."

His figure flashed, and he turned into a streak of light and disappeared into the sky.

On the northern plains, there is an ice-covered area.

Queen Yue Ling sat cross-legged on the ground. Above her head, a crescent moon shone with a cold light, forming a halo a hundred feet around her, blocking the blood demon warriors out.

Inside the aperture, dozens of female disciples sat cross-legged with pale faces. Some of them were barely breathing, as if they could die at any moment.

Outside the light circle, hundreds of Blood Demon Clan warriors whose strength is comparable to that of the Life and Death Realm are attacking frantically, trying to break through the light shield. With every attack, the light of the light shield can be seen weakening a little. It seems that it will not take long to break through the defense and completely break it open.

On a rock not far away, a young man wearing a golden crown and with a leisurely look was standing there. Except for a pair of golden horns on his head, he looked no different from the human beings in the Qingyuan Realm.

The man had a handsome face and a tall, straight figure. If it weren't for the pair of horns on his head, no one would have thought he was a blood demon. (End of this chapter)