The King of Black Fog

Collecting his thoughts, Li Changzhou looked at the "Rooted Tree" in front of him, a ten-meter-tall tree with only two bare leaves.

The disproportionately strong tree roots were powerfully intertwined, covering all visible seas.

At first glance, there was no Hydrogen Sea; it was clearly a snake's nest—the roots were wriggling, twisting together.

Looking up, the Flat Peach had grown to the size of a jujube, bright green like a plum.

The leaf symbolizing hydrogen had also grown to the size of a palm, with increasingly intricate vein patterns, and the veins were gradually completing.

"Who needs a Flat Peach Tree!" Li Changzhou laughed.

[There's only one problem now,] Guanyin laughed too, [you can't keep guarding it forever, so how can you let it fully absorb nutrients while keeping it within your sight?]

Li Changzhou stopped laughing.

This indeed was a problem.

The Alien Clan was in the Solar System, and Jupiter was not safe; sending it to any star at the Divine Will Great Wall was equally risky.

But he couldn't stay here forever, he still needed to return to his Constant Sand World for cultivation.

"Wait a moment."

Li Changzhou suddenly stood up, beckoning with his hand, and the "Rooted Tree" lifted out of the sea, rapidly shrinking into his hand.

He took a step forward into his own Constant Sand World.

On Jupiter, with the sudden departure of the "Rooted Tree," the Hydrogen Sea backfilled with a violent collision, the waves surged into the Yun Xiao, turning into hydrogen.

Li Changzhou's Constant Sand World was simple, with only a sand field the size of a football field.

In the Earth Immortal realm, it tests both talent and requires the accumulation of a long time, the evolution of a world is not something that can be completed instantly with a moment's epiphany.

Even God (Tao Ancestor, Saint) took six days to create the world, resting on the seventh to regain Divine Power, wouldn't an Earth Immortal need time too?

[Are you planning to let the "Rooted Tree" devour the sand grains? But without life, the size of the space remains unchanged, no matter how many sand grains there are, it's useless unless you transport mountains from the outside world in.]

"Guanyin, you're limited by the times."

The "Rooted Tree" flew out, suspended in the air, magnificently returning to its ten-meter-tall tree form.

Li Changzhou exhaled two puffs of black smoke, and a third root system grew out, embedding into the Constant Sand World.

[Do you want it to devour your internal world?! Are you insane? Once the world collapses, you can never return to the Earth Immortal! A person's internal world is singular!]

"What about the Dawn Mirror?" Li Changzhou asked.

Guanyin was stunned.

"What if paired with the Dawn Mirror?"

[Impossible,] she murmured.

Within Li Changzhou's sea of consciousness, the elegantly styled and gentle-faced Guanyin bowed her head, murmuring to herself in madness.

[If this is feasible, mana, the power of the physical body, even, even the currency and items of value games...impossible, it's impossible.]

"The restrictions are likely there, but not too many." Li Changzhou said.

The only restriction would probably be time; rooting takes time, and the more incomprehensible the thing, the more time is needed.

Li Changzhou's black mist could also devour everything, but for some things, he only understood the concept and could not engage substantively.

The things devoured by the black mist could theoretically be used, but due to his lack of understanding, he could only swallow them whole, eventually using them to enhance his mana.

He could, yesterday, in the Abyss, engage in a life-and-death battle using the power of a Saint; today, become part of the Huan Clan, travel three light-years, exchange a move with the Star-devouring Dragon Clan, achieving a power surge in mere two days, but some things must be precipitated over time.

Li Changzhou couldn't bother with those now, nor could he afford thousands of years to accumulate knowledge.

Not to mention thousands of years, in ten months, a large number of players might surpass him.

If your strength is inferior, no amount of knowledge will help.

As the saying goes, in 360 professions, every profession produces its top performer, but entering the officialdom, becoming the "top scholar" in the officialdom's path, you will always be above, with every word and action capable of deciding the fate of other top performers in different professions.

Indeed, even deciding whether other professions can continue to exist.

Li Changzhou now, or rather all players, must bury their heads in the pursuit of strength; otherwise, it's like man being a fish on the chopping board!

The third root system of the "Rooted Tree" unfolded vigorously in the Constant Sand World.

Clusters of world origin were extracted by the roots, flooding into the trunk.

On the branch where the first leaf was, the Flat Peach was almost visibly forming;

On the second leaf, hydrogen condensed into beads;

The third leaf sprouted a tender bud from between the branches.

Li Changzhou's breath faintly weakened, his complexion declined, his face turned pale, but he remained determined and relaxed, as if nothing could stop him!

Guanyin, though only a remnant soul, felt her heart trembling.

If feasible, once feasible, what would happen when innumerable Constant Sand Worlds overlay?!