Chapter 3598: FullEditor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

As the zombie clones rapidly absorbed the vast Mysticism energy within the prism pillar, the energy quickly converted into academic experience points.

Fang Heng’s retina flashed with a frenzy of game hints.

[Hint: The player’s zombie clone absorbed Mysticism energy, the player’s Mysticism experience points +510,000...]

[Hint: The player’s zombie clone absorbed Mysticism energy, the player’s Mysticism experience points +630,000...]

[Hint: The player’s Mysticism level increased...]

Very good.

Fang Heng felt the academic energy within his body gradually strengthening and nodded inwardly.

In the trial grounds under Tiger Venerable, hundreds of zombie clones absorbing energy simultaneously caused the prism pillar’s released energy to weaken significantly. At the Dimensional Emperor’s site, however, absorbing from a large prism caused no such effect.

The absorption efficiency was far from reaching its limit.

Fang Heng’s peripheral vision swept across the white-robed elder, noticing that the elder did not stop him, which made him even bolder.

Very well. Then continue!

Increase the intensity!

Let’s see where your limit lies!

Fang Heng reached into his backpack again and pulled out a stack of rune papers, hurling them forward with force.

"Bang! Bang! Bang bang!!"

Dozens of Lickers leaped out from the exploded rune papers, landing and immediately forming flesh cocoons once more.

Huh!?

The white-robed elder’s heart skipped a beat as he turned to look at Fang Heng, his eyes revealing disbelief.

Not again?

Within just half a minute, zombie clones crawled out of the shattered flesh cocoons, moving slowly toward the central prism pillar. Behind them, waves of zombies climbed over the shoulders of those in the front, ascending along the pillar.

In an instant, thousands of zombies built a human wall, wrapping the giant prism pillar in a thick layer.

Inhale!

Thousands of zombie clones absorbed Mysticism energy from the giant prism pillar simultaneously.

The prism pillar, stimulated in a short time, immediately blossomed with silvery light.

Massive amounts of Mysticism energy poured into Fang Heng’s body, surging into his sea of consciousness.

Even though his sea of consciousness was thousands of times more expansive than a normal person’s, it still suffered a significant impact. He had to close his eyes and sit in meditation, condensing his focus to digest the Mysticism energy.

Rows of game hints rapidly refreshed on Fang Heng’s retina.

[Hint: The player’s zombie clone absorbed Mysticism energy, the player’s Mysticism experience points +3,553,000...]

[Hint: The player’s zombie clone absorbed Mysticism energy, the player’s Mysticism experience points +3,714,000...]

Is this even possible?

The white-robed elder had never imagined such a situation and stared in surprise at the prism pillar encased by the zombie horde.

Could the number of clones really reach this level?

Huh!?

The energy released by the prism was extracted in an extremely short time, causing the concentration of Mysticism energy in the cultivation space to sharply decrease.

Two aliens who had been meditating and absorbing energy noticed the anomaly, opened their eyes one after the other, and saw the central prism wrapped by the zombie mass, momentarily stunned.

What was happening?

Both of them glanced at the white-robed elder standing beneath the prism.

Even the elder had never encountered this.

Could someone absorb the Mysticism energy from the prism to such an extent?

According to the rules, he was only responsible for maintaining order in the cultivation area and would not actively interfere with the martial artists’ cultivation methods.

Using clones to cultivate was not prohibited.

As for affecting other martial artists’ cultivation...

Such a situation had never occurred, leaving no precedent.

The elder thought for a moment, shook his head lightly, and chose not to intervene.

The two aliens were dumbfounded, exchanged a glance, and then looked at Fang Heng, shaking their heads with wry smiles.

This guy was extremely overbearing.

Yet they could do nothing.

What else could they do?

The cultivation space did not allow combat.

And every minute spent here costs money.

Could he really be diving into the gaps between zombies to actively absorb Mysticism energy?

They considered it carefully, realized Fang Heng’s strength must be formidable, and that there was no need to clash with him now, so they chose to withdraw.

You’re impressive.

You can’t provoke him, but you can’t hide from him either.

Next time, then.

They exited the cultivation space, leaving it entirely to Fang Heng.

At this point, Fang Heng’s consciousness had already immersed in his sea of consciousness, significantly reducing his perception of the outer world.

As his academic abilities increased, even with his special Titan Bloodline and fusion skills, cultivating multiple disciplines to God-level still required hundreds of times more experience points than a normal person.

And this was not the end.

The more advanced disciplines he mastered, the higher the levels, and the more experience points and academic energy required for late-stage upgrades became absurd.

No matter.

The prism pillar’s energy supply was more than sufficient!

Just absorb it!

Once the energy bodies entered his body, they were rapidly absorbed and converted into experience points.

The white-robed elder withdrew his gaze from the central prism and looked at Fang Heng, his expression slightly unnatural.

This guy...

Still not stopping?

Was his sea of consciousness really not afraid of being overloaded?

After absorbing energy for a full five hours, Fang Heng slowly opened his eyes, scanning the game hints flashing across his vision.

[Hint: The player’s Mysticism has reached God-level (Level: MAX).]

[Hint: Due to the player’s Titan Bloodline, the player gains an additional 5% boost to spirit and will.]

[Hint: The player can enter game areas to view skill details.]

Mysticism offered limited improvement to actual combat, and Fang Heng did not intend to waste much time on it. His goal was the extra attribute bonus provided by reaching maximum academic levels.

Beyond fixed numerical increases, the Titan Bloodline provided additional percentage boosts to attributes.

For each discipline cultivated to God-level perfection, the Titan Bloodline added a 5% all-attribute bonus.

Five percent alone might seem small, but as more disciplines reached perfection, the accumulated attribute bonuses expanded the total value significantly.

Fang Heng opened his eyes, clenched his fists, and felt the changes in his attributes.

Very good.

Absorbing attribute energy did not tire him at all; it even left him wanting more.

Then continue!

Fang Heng stood, saw the white-robed elder watching him, respectfully bowed, and then disappeared into the trial space.

Let’s go!

Next up!

Psychic!

...

Meanwhile, outside the trial grounds,

The central dimensional prism pillar on the Dimensional Emperor Island emitted a blinding silvery light.

Many martial artists noticed the prism’s change and turned their gaze toward it.

Yet few could understand the reason for this anomaly.

Among the crowd, three members of the God Clan tilted their heads to look at the prism.

Ryan squinted slightly, observing the prism, and muttered, "Interesting. Rumor says the Dimensional Prism was established by the Dimensional Emperor and can release multiple forms of energy. This is the first time I’ve seen it operating at full capacity. I didn’t expect anyone outside our God Clan to absorb such enormous energy. Seems like this Martial Apex Tournament has attracted some interesting opponents."

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