Zhou Fan went to the top of the universe. The universe was a sphere, and the top seed no different from the rest of it.
Zhou Fan drew a line that extended throughout the entirety of the top of the sphere. Although it was only a small amount of the universe, not even being a percent of a percent, this was the area he had claid and would stay at until he was able to either leave the universe or expand it.
For the first ti in a long ti, he decided to build a residence, and this one would be near permanent.
A giant mansion with a green roof and many plants. He built it like a rich person's mansion on advanced mortal planets, but that was only its basic appearance. Countless arrays and formations made this the most advanced residence in the universe by far.
In addition, with his newfound control over his power, the power of cultivation, his cultivation speed would be completely different from before.
The Ti bubble could also not be ignored. Leaf sat in the center of the garden that was attached to Zhou Fan's house.
Zhou Fan sat down inside. Finally, after a long ti, it was ti to look over everything he had and organize it.
Firstly, the River of Cultivation had completely transford from before. In the past, it had been a placeholder that exhibited rules over the cultivation universe and prevented too much Chaos.
Now, it had beco one with Zhou Fan, a part of him that was inseparable. It was the source of Zhou Fan's power, and as long as he lived, it could not be destroyed.
This also changed how he cultivated. He no longer cultivated using the power of Qi, but the power of cultivation. How this worked, he wasn't quite sure himself. He needed to figure it out.
The best way to test it was to actually test it. Zhou Fan sat down and began to cultivate, but not using Qi.
As he cultivated, he felt a power flow towards him. It was not a power that existed, but one that he created as he cultivated.
So, simply put, it seed like he created the power of cultivation by cultivating. Sounds simple enough, even though it felt like so sort of paradox.
Now, he needed to test his cultivation speed. Zhou Fan activated the ti bubble, which was completely maintained by arrays around his house and fueled by the power of cultivation turned into Qi. The exchange rate was such that even a drop from the river would last nearly an infinite ti.
Ti was also sothing he needed to address after this.
Within the Ti Bubble, Zhou Fan spent a million years cultivating. With the ti bubble speeding up ti by 3 million tis in the High Sage realm, Zhou Fan had spent less than a year cultivating on the outside.
It was an incredibly fast cultivation speed. Zhou Fan felt that he had reached the maximum limit in the 1st level of the High Sage realm. He could no longer permanently absorb the power of cultivation. Any more that he absorbed would dissipate into nothing after a period of ti.
Zhou Fan observed the River of Cultivation. Different from before, it was now raging, filled with the power of cultivation.
It too had reached its limit, as its limit was the sa as Zhou Fan's. Before, when Zhou Fan reached this point, all he needed to do next was breakthrough. However, with the realization of his power, the power of cultivation, it was no longer so simple.
There was no more unconscious carving of the path of cultivation. He had exited the tutorial stage, and now, he had to do everything manually.
Zhou Fan sat cross legged and looked within himself. What was breaking through? There were countless questions that Zhou Fan needed to ask himself before he could continue breaking through on his cultivation journey.
Perhaps he would even need to change how cultivation worked.
Zhou Fan envisioned cultivation like the process of water moving through a tunnel. For each level, there was one tunnel. Every ten levels, there was a new type of tunnel, different from before. Blocking these two tunnels was what was known as a bottleneck. A bottleneck's strength depends on the talent of a cultivator. For soone like Zhou Fan, the bottlenecks simply didn't exist. He still needed a certain amount of accumulation to reach the newer tunnels, aka, breaking into a new realm, but there was no trouble. He felt this clearly while recovering.
Now, what happens when all of a sudden, the tunnels end?
The first thought that popped into Zhou Fan's mind was, of course, digging further and creating more tunnels. It seed simple, but this was just a taphor. In reality, he could not simply build more tunnels.
What he could do was take inspiration from this. But he was stumped. For now, he would move on. Zhou Fan stopped cultivating, hoping that he would gain so sort of inspiration by the ti he ca back to it.
Now, he looked at ti. What was ti? Zhou Fan felt he was asking too many questions now, but they needed to be answered.
Ti is what dictates the flow of the universe. Space is just as important. Without ti, there would be no movent, and without space, there would be nowhere to move.
Zhou Fan could see ti. It was like space, but unseeable to others. Zhou Fan felt like ti could not affect him any longer, as long as he willed that it couldn't.
In other words, if ti had no aning, then was he immortal? It didn't feel like he was truly immortal, even if he could separate himself from ti. It was more like delaying life.
In addition, Zhou Fan could see past ti. He watched events over the course of the last hundred quintillion years. He saw many geniuses, and many fights.
Zhou Fan felt as if he was in a space of his own now. To put it simply, he felt like a god capable of doing anything.
It was at this ti that a thought sprang up within Zhou Fan.
"What if I created my own universe?"
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