Chapter 1059 - 382: Heaven Opening, Heaven Opening, Heaven Opening!!

The next second.

Fang Qingyu’s consciousness had already left the cold platform of the City Lord’s Mansion, finding himself in an expanse of endless white.

Here, there was no up or down, no left or right, no passage of time, only whiteness.

This was the third time he set foot in this place.

The first time was when he broke through Candlelight.

At that time, this place was only a chaotic darkness.

Only a small candle flame was suspended infinitely high above.

Weakly dispelling the surrounding void.

Allowing him to hold the candlelight to his heart, observing the transformation of his will from a transcendent perspective, glimpsing the wondrousness of soul projection.

The second time was breaking through to the Realm of Purity.

The darkness was completely dispelled by that candle flame, and the world turned into a flawless pure white.

Truly reaching a state of clarity like a Bodhi tree or a bright mirror platform.

No distracting thoughts arose, the mind was clarified.

Reflecting on all things without a trace of dust.

And now, the third time!

In the instant his consciousness descended into this pure white world.

An unprecedented transformation began to occur.

The pure white under his feet seemed to gain substance, flowing and condensing slowly like liquid jade essence.

Light flowed, layer upon layer.

A square platform emanating a warm jade-colored radiance rose from the sea of pure white.

Spirit Platform!

Two words naturally emerged in Fang Qingyu’s heart.

The dwelling place of a Taoist Primordial Spirit, rising to the heights of the wilds!

The ultimate form of a fourth-time attribute-limit-breaking Will Attribute.

But this was not the end.

Just as the Spirit Platform took shape, casting its jade-colored radiance over the pure white world.

In the very center of that platform, a more brilliant and pure light suddenly burst forth.

This light swiftly stretched and shaped.

A figure identical to Fang Qingyu’s own form, constructed purely of light and will.

Sits cross-legged in the center of the Spirit Platform, gradually solidifying.

His eyes are closed, his expression serene, his aura the same source and quality as Fang Qingyu’s true body.

Yet it carried an otherworldly divinity.

An indescribable mysterious connection.

Instantly linking Fang Qingyu’s primary consciousness to this second Fang Qingyu on the Spirit Platform.

And in the instant the second Fang Qingyu was formed.

An esoteric understanding of the Spirit Platform, like a floodgate being opened.

Instantly poured into Fang Qingyu’s sea of consciousness.

The Spirit Platform ascends to the heights of the wilds!

The Primordial Spirit presides, the Taoist foundation forever stable!

Mind eternally anchored, the path never lost!

This was not merely the invincibility of will, nor just the simple out-of-body insight into oneself.

Nor was it limited to clearing distracting thoughts for a clarified mind.

The true wonder of the Spirit Platform lay in its bestowal to Fang Qingyu of an almost heaven-defying ability.

Primordial Spirit eternally reside, double cultivation!

The Primordial Spirit sitting on the Spirit Platform was itself the embodiment of Fang Qingyu’s purest Taoist intent.

It needed no sleep, knew no fatigue.

It could operate any Cultivation Technique mastered by Fang Qingyu at any moment.

Or comprehend any Law, deduce any Martial Technique.

Its cultivation efficiency was the same as when Fang Qingyu’s true body was alert and focused in cultivation.

No different!

What does this mean?

It means Fang Qingyu now possesses a 24-hour, unceasing, never offline, efficiency equal to the peak state of his main body’s auto-pilot cultivation add-on!

Whether eating, sleeping, fighting, thinking, or even severely injured and unconscious.

As long as the soul is not extinguished, the Spirit Platform does not collapse.

That Primordial Spirit can continuously and tirelessly accumulate cultivation for Fang Qingyu.

Or refine Martial Techniques and True Intent.

What’s even more terrifying is that when the main body also engages in cultivation.

The speed becomes a terrifying double effect.

With Fang Qingyu’s insight and talent, in addition to this double speed, never-resting cultivation add-on...

His future growth rate.

Will thoroughly surpass common sense.

Even though Fang Qingyu’s mindset had long been tempered as steadfast as rock, sensing the world-shaking changes brought by the Spirit Platform at this moment.

He couldn’t help but draw a slight arc at the corner of his mouth.

This was definitely an unexpected joy.

After all, the previous Panan, Candlelight, Purity were only small, barely noticeable mental or spiritual enhancements.

But unexpectedly upon breaking through to the Spirit Platform.

There would be such a significant change.

However, the breakthrough wasn’t over yet.

The ecstatic joy of breaking through to the Spirit Platform, with the eternal residence of the Primordial Spirit, did not lead Fang Qingyu astray.

Instead, he quickly collected his mind, submerging his consciousness into an absolute calm as ancient and unperturbed as a still well.

The Spirit Platform has formed, the Primordial Spirit presides.

But this was merely a crucial precondition met.

The real target this time was the Origin Level inherited imprint known as the Primordial Heaven Opening Strategy, stated by the diagram.

With a slight movement of thought, the diagram unfolded once more in silence.

Pausing on the page of Star Shattering Constellation.

The line of prompt below remained clear:

[Detected Origin Level inherited imprint: "Primordial Heaven Opening Strategy"!]

[Imprint depth parsing complete! Inherited fit assessment: Extremely High!]

[Preconditions met; activate inheritance immediately and initiate the cultivation of "Primordial Heaven Opening Strategy"?]

Fang Qingyu took a deep breath, confirming his state was at an unprecedented peak.

Star Fall was Perfected, the Spirit Platform had formed.

Thus, he had no hesitation, with a slight thought.

He chose yes.

Bang——

This tremor, far surpassed any previous one.

As if his entire consciousness, his entire existence, was instantly shattered and reshaped.

The pure white world before his eyes seemed doused in thick ink, fading and twisting in an instant.

Replaced by boundless, endlessly surging gray mist.

No heaven or earth, no light or dark, no sound, no color, no direction, not even...

A sense of time was lost.

Fang Qingyu felt he had become a wisp of rootless thought.

Drifting aimlessly in this eternal chaotic gray mist.

His consciousness no longer clear, his thoughts became chaotic and stagnant.

As if sinking to the deepest seabed, wrapped in a crushing water pressure.