Sitting cross-legged in the center of the translucent silver barrier, Shen Haoran closed his eyes completely, his consciousness descending like a diving dragon straight into the absolute depths of his spiritual sea.
The conceptual blueprints of his proposed creation were rotating within his mind at a blinding, volatile speed.
He was not aiming to merely weave a temporary battle technique or a complex movement pattern; he was systematically attempting to forge a brand-new, localized cosmic mechanism—an entirely unrecorded micro-universe that operated purely on his own absolute terms.
To achieve this, he needed a flawless, primordial anchor to serve as the structural center of the entire network.
'The Gold Incinerating Supreme Flame...' Haoran's internal vision locked onto the brilliant, blindingly dense ember floating peacefully at the absolute nucleus of his dantian.
