When Ian Song first arrived in this world, he didn’t create any cultivation techniques. Back then, he didn’t understand the world’s laws at all—he was just an ordinary person, not even qualified to touch the laws.
But now—
He was already a late Tribulation-stage cultivator, just one step away from becoming immortal.
His sense of the laws had grown sharper and clearer than ever.
In a fully formed world, the laws aren’t easy to perceive. Plus, because of the boundaries, the laws were split into three separate parts.
But in this world, there are no boundaries—the laws are complete.
So, any laws you comprehend as a mortal remain valid even after you become immortal or divine—you don’t need to re-learn them. That saves a ton of cultivation time.
That’s why cultivators in this world are living in the best era—it’s a time of rapid growth and progress.
Now that he’d gotten the idea to create a new technique...
Ian Song started pondering: what kind of technique should he create?
In his previous life, he’d achieved astonishing heights and had an incredible grasp of the laws.
But the laws in this world were different—very different, but still had patterns he could follow.
First, the framework for this technique had to be vast. Second, the realm had to be high—after all, he’d be facing the will of the world itself in the future.
Still, creating a new technique wasn’t something that could be done overnight.
So, for the rest of the journey, Ian Song stayed in seclusion inside the ship’s cabin.
A month later—
Ian Song suddenly opened his eyes. The technique finally had a rough outline, and he’d named it the Eternal Codex. But right now, it was just a skeleton—the real thing was still a long way off.
He got up.
Leaving the cabin, he saw a massive mountain range looming in the distance.
The mountain range radiated an awe-inspiring, mighty presence—like some ancient primordial beast sprawled across the land.