The time within the stone tablet can be accelerated tenfold compared to the outside world, with one day in the outside world equating to ten days.
While Ming Qi was carefully compiling his strength and concentrating on comprehending the Nirvana Divine King Art, the entire Central Land began to grow extremely restless.
In just a few days, whether it was the Eastern and Western States, the icy Arctic City, or the blazing Fire Phoenix Shores, the dazzling banners of the Dawn of Freedom could be seen everywhere. These lunatics seemed to know nothing of fear or terror. Wherever they went, they inevitably unleashed a bloody storm.
Either they could directly overthrow a sect, or be completely shattered by the combined forces of several sects.
Whatever the outcome, the entire Central Land was engulfed in flames of war.
The Heavenly Sin warriors are exceptionally formidable, and their overall strength is quite high. Looking at most sects in the Central Land, it's unrealistic to immediately organize armies of hundreds or even thousands of innate cultivators. Therefore, the battles that occurred in various locations generally ended with the victory of the Heavenly Sin army.
This army, composed of various alien races, was like a behemoth suppressed for millennia, leaving rivers of blood wherever it went.
However, this was merely the so-called training exercise for the Heavenly Sin camp, a mere outpost; the true army had yet to be deployed!
After over ten days of silence, the City of the Gods finally took action. It seemed as if the will of the gods of heaven and earth had finally descended upon this land. A large number of Divine Guards were dispatched, and even the High Priests, who had always resident in the Hongmeng Temple, appeared in various locations.
If one traveled the world at this time, it would not be difficult to witness the fierce battles of the Divine Guards and the unpredictable Nine Heavens Divine Arts of the High Priests.
The City of the Gods not only dispatched a considerable number of divine guards and priests, but even four of the Ten Great Divine Emperors emerged from their respective secret realms and roamed the central land, specifically targeting the leading figures of the Heavenly Sin Army.
The situation was gradually tilting, but imagine over a hundred Martial Saints, hundreds of Martial King-level aliens, and tens of thousands of Heavenly Sin warriors at the Innate Realm. Even if they stood still and waited to be slaughtered, it would take quite some time. Furthermore, these lunatics were always roaming around, easily destroying a sect or even a large family.
So, despite the City of the Gods dispatching a considerable number of experts, the annihilation process was still not rapid.
In the blink of an eye, a month had already passed, and the Glazed Holy Land had unexpectedly enjoyed a rare period of peace.
One month outside equates to ten months within the stone tablet. Ming Qi remained motionless for those ten months, his mind consumed only by the runes of the Nirvana Divine King Technique. Lines of seemingly flaming characters swirled rapidly, each mysterious rune imbued with boundless power, waiting to be deciphered.
At this moment, however, Ming Qi's attention was focused solely on a single symbol. This symbol had become particularly prominent, and it seemed only a matter of time before he could fully decipher and comprehend it. He knew that within this enormous symbol lay another powerful immortal technique.
Ming Qi didn't deliberately strive to improve his own strength, instead focusing solely on cultivating a more sophisticated and diverse combat system and techniques from his existing resources. After all, even with the sacred spiritual artifact-level Fire Emperor Sword and the powerful immortal technique, the Fire God Seal, these combat methods were still too simplistic.
Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, another two months had passed.
That day, within Ming Qi's mind, the symbol had grown to the size of a mountain, then completely shattered under the impact of his will.
Then, a message immediately surfaced in his mind: the immortal body-refining technique, the Flame Battle Body.
The Flame Battle Body, in simple terms, involves constantly absorbing the power of fire to temper the body, immersing the entire body's blood, and even the will, in a world of flame, until every wave of the hand unleashes a vast expanse of flaming power.
Ming Qi had already mastered the power of fire, so once he learned the relevant techniques for the Flame Battle Body, his understanding became effortless.
Three days later, Ming Qi opened his eyes.
The moment he opened his eyes, two blazing red flames suddenly lit up in them.
This marked the first level of the Flame Battle Body, signifying that Ming Qi's physical strength had reached a new level.
This was the first level of the Flame Battle Body he had cultivated through his mastery of the power of fire and his own true essence. To further enhance his power, he would need external aids, and anything imbued with the attributes of fire would be a good choice.
With a casual wave of his hand, a stream of blazing fire flowed from his fingertips, tinged with hints of pale white.
Ming Qi was extremely pleased with the powerful divine fire within the casually released flames. Although the divine fire was small in proportion, as his Flame Battle Body's level increased, it would eventually transform into a terrifying divine fire.
Even the Martial King would have to avoid the pale divine fire.
Su Yuan sat not far in front of him. Above his head, a small sword emitting a faint emerald green light appeared. It was only the size of a palm, but Ming Qi could clearly sense the immense destructive power within it.
As expected, a sword cultivator who has condensed a sword spirit is far more powerful than an ordinary cultivator.
The carefree woman was wearing surprisingly little clothing, as if she knew that no one else would be there in this environment, so she didn't care at all. Having already experienced it once, she wouldn't care about it a few more times.
Su Yuan's skin was rosy and white, his fiery flesh indescribably alluring. After twelve months of silence, Ming Qi found that the sight of this captivating white jade once again ignited the volcano within her.
As if sensing an unprecedented heat, the small sword above Su Yuan's head twitched gently, and she opened her eyes.
Instantly, she met Ming Qi's eyes.
"What, you want it?"
Su Yuan suddenly said with a grin, but he didn't seem to wait for Ming Qi's consent. Always the one to take the initiative, she pounced on him.
After several seconds of intense contact, Ming Qi penetrated him once more, but before he could be overwhelmed by the rich, dripping, slickness, the girl suddenly screamed, her body flung back, her eyes fixed on Ming Qi's position.
That was no longer flesh, but a burning pillar of fire.
After taking in the full view, the girl gritted her teeth, a muffled howl emanating from her throat, and pounced again. Ming Qi's feeling immediately changed. He felt as if he had entered a forest of life, its endless vitality neutralizing the intense heat of the flames.
This was a marvelous battle.