Eight light-years is negligible compared to 11.92 million light-years; so small that he couldn't even feel his own movement.
The bronze spear trembled, and its solidified form transformed into a lightning-like mist.
It's mocking!
The supreme celestial artifact possesses sentience, but because it is made of material, it dislikes speaking. Even when facing its master, it can only convey its emotions in this way.
"Alright, alright, you come on, let's see how far you can break through." Li Changzhou let go, only providing the power.
The bronze spear hovered, circled in the void a few times, and then pierced countless small holes in the surrounding space with a series of swishes... Perhaps it was warming up?
Then, it transformed from lightning into a bronze spear once more.
Silently, space shattered.
They went in together, each with their own tool.
Li Changzhou gazed at the star disk and sneered, "Heh, nothing special."
The bronze spear resonated with the sentiment that "if it has a master, it must have a master."
"You bastard!" Li Changzhou roared. "You're useless and you're blaming me for it?"
Each person and their weapon refused to give in, repeatedly breaking through space and rushing toward the star disk.
But 12 million light-years is too far away. The first 80,000 light-years might really be at the cosmic level, and definitely not something that can be experienced by a karaoke enthusiast in a small circle.
It took a full half month to travel, and apart from the time it traveled 80,000 light-years, the farthest it ever traveled was only 1,852 light-years.
Li Changzhou stopped.
It wasn't that he was tired of it; rather, his understanding of space had deepened.
He sat cross-legged in the void, grasped that spark of inspiration, and entered a deep state of enlightenment.
Endless cosmic energy gathered together, its colors becoming dazzling and vibrant, like celestial light.
Li Changzhou sat upright in the center of boundless energy, like an ancient god or true immortal surrounded by divine light and immortal radiance.
The universe was silent, yet an unnamed voice was softly chanting scriptures. The primordial divine tree appeared, and the lightning bronze spear, a supreme celestial artifact, landed on it, where it was nurtured by a Daoist flower.
All the roadside flowers are in full bloom, the trees are covered in pollen, creating a hazy, dreamlike atmosphere.
This is an unusual phenomenon, representing the resonance of various scriptures. Everything about space in every spell, every supernatural power, and every cultivation system has been extracted and integrated with his insights gained over the past two weeks.
Amidst the hazy pollen, a flower shines, like the brightest star in the universe—that is the Space Dao Flower.
The petals bloom, shedding rays of light like the dawn, which are the divine laws of space, the source of creation, and also the root of annihilation.
The chanting suddenly grew louder.
The spatial flower trembled violently, as if both fear and excitement were at the same time.
The already immense magical power, exceeding the limit of the Heavenly Realm, surged again: 1,010,000, 1,020,000, 1,030,000...
A thousand years of magical power is the limit for mortals;
The Buddha, at the Bodhisattva level (the limit of Earth Immortal and Spirit Seed), had only 80,000 years of magical power.
Celestial immortals vary in strength, with the strongest possessing 990,000 years of magical power and the weakest having only 10,000 years of magical power, not even as good as some earth immortals.
When Li Changzhou was an Earth Immortal, he possessed millions of years of magical power. After merging with the will of Heaven and ascending to the Heavenly Throne, his magical power did not increase at all.
Now, the magical power that had already broken through its limits has actually increased again!
But Li Changzhou paid no attention to his magical power; his mind was absorbed in the Dao of Space, as if he were writing an essay on a given topic, titled "Space."
At that moment, his inspiration exploded, and he wrote fluently, with countless ideas emerging with each word he wrote.
The tree full of Daoist flowers represents the books he had read, the good words and phrases he had accumulated, and the materials he had collected.
This two-week trip was based on his personal experience.
In addition, a sudden burst of inspiration.
With all three combined, he wrote furiously.
He lost all perception of everything except space.
The battle armor, which had not been nurtured by the Primordial Divine Tree, released celestial light. Although it was not supreme, it was still a celestial artifact, and it automatically protected its master at this moment.
The energy gathered was increasing, and from a distance, it looked like a magnificent and mysterious nebula suddenly appearing in the void of the universe.
In the center of the nebula, Li Changzhou sat beneath the divine tree. His figure was blurred, inspiring awe, as if he were a god of the universe, the embodiment of the will of the Great Dao.
On the crown of the Primordial Divine Tree, in the stamen of the Space Dao Flower, a mysterious rune appeared.
The space did not become a divine form, but rather a talisman, which was related to Li Changzhou's comprehension of all talismans in the cultivation world.
He doesn't need spirit or form.
All spells, supernatural powers, strengths, and rules are merely his means; becoming a "talisman" is enough.
There is only one him in the world, and he has only one will.
Some people, once they have money, power, and strength, become unscrupulous.
Such a person is not someone who has money, power, and strength, but rather someone whose money, power, and strength have found a physical form.
Li Changzhou remained true to himself, unaffected by power.
As the spatial rune formed and his comprehension ended, he opened his eyes. He was sitting there, yet it felt as if he were outside layers upon layers of space.
After reflecting on it, he muttered to himself, "My magical power has increased by fifty thousand years... Spatial divine power, with just spatial divine power, ordinary celestial beings can no longer touch me."
With the spatial talisman, ordinary celestial beings facing him are like ordinary people facing the moon in the water or a flower in a mirror; no matter how close they get or how much they attack, it's all in vain.
Whoosh!
The lightning bronze spear shot up from the Dao flower, like a bolt of lightning, and after circling in the air once, it transformed into a long spear.
It was hazy and indistinct, sometimes visible and sometimes hidden, yet it grew even stronger.
Li Changzhou raised his hand, grabbed it, and thrust it forward.
Space shattering.
He went in and came out, traversing 4,500 to 5,000 light-years.
Another stab, another leap, again 4500-5000 light-years.
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