He slowly opened the file, and a panoramic map appeared before his eyes.
Fang Chen's heart was in turmoil. This was a panoramic map of the Blackstone Prison, and its value was immeasurable.
He did not expect the Zong family to be able to get their hands on it.
But from their conversation, he could imagine that they seemed to have been abandoned by the Zong family and exiled to the Blackstone Prison.
"The Five Great Kings?"
Fang Chen's heart was faintly shaken.
If what the people of the Zong Clan said was true, then the legendary Five Great Kings were truly existences that could contend against the Ancient Gods.
The difference between the Ancient Gods and the Profound Gods was only one word, but the difference was only known by those Ultimate Venerables.
At least, Fang Chen had never heard of any Ultimate Venerables in the Chaos Void who could fight against the Ancient Gods.
"As expected, only in a harsh environment can a peerless expert be born."
Fang Chen said, "If the Five Great Kings were to join forces and escape, the entire Chaos Void would tremble."
From the map, the Blackstone Prison was like a piece of land divided into five regions.
Each region had an obvious red dot, and Fang Chen guessed that these five red dots should be where the Five Great Kings were.
The five red dots almost covered the entire Blackstone Prison.
"I'm now in the eastern region." Fang Chen thought to himself.
Soon, he put away the map and returned to Qing Hou's place of seclusion.
"How is it?"
Fang Chen asked as he glanced at the place where Qing Hou was.
The Barbarian shook his head and said, "It's not a big problem."
At this time, several months had passed since Qing Hou refined the puppet.
Fang Chen could see that there was still some distance before the final step. Qing Hou seemed to be using a special method to condense the liquid Meteoric Black Iron.
Time flew by.
In the warehouse, Fang Chen sat cross-legged, and there were countless elixirs around him.
These were all from the inventory of the warehouse.
While waiting for Qinghou, he had been cultivating day and night. He had consumed all the cultivation resources that he could find.
It took Qing Hou ten years to refine his first puppet.
The appearance of this puppet shook the entire mountain range, and the barbarians were forced to crawl on the ground by the terrifying shockwave.
"Hmm?"
Fang Chen slowly opened his eyes and instantly felt the tremors in the outside world.
Just as he was about to get up, a violent energy surged around him.
"Am I finally going to break through?"
It had been a long time since he stepped into the Profound Star Realm, and he had accumulated enough. He just lacked an opportunity.
He had cultivated bitterly for ten years and devoured many cultivation resources. Today, amidst the violent tremors, he had finally broken through.
Mystic Light Realm cultivators could absorb the power of faith in the miniature universe for their own use.
This was also why there was a huge gap between the Mystic Star Realm and the Mystic Light Realm. Once one crossed it, it would be a smooth journey.
Rumble!
The energy in his body shook as his physical body underwent the final evolution.
At this moment, the Asura Universe that was separated by endless space also underwent a huge change.
Asura Universe, Mortal World:
Rumble!
Rumbling thunderclouds covered the entire sky. The aura was so powerful that it made all the humans in the Mortal World tremble.
They thought that the end of the world had arrived.
Fang Chen and the Bone Progenitor stood side by side in the air, looking down at the Mortal World.
"I've finally broken through."
Fang Chen's clone let out a sigh of relief.
His main body had broken through to the Mystic Light Realm, and his Mortal World had been perfected. Traces of power of faith gathered from the Mortal World and entered his mind.
Dong!
His body shook as the power of faith quickly spread to his limbs. Fang Chen felt his strength increase by a lot.
He couldn't help but sigh. No wonder so many people wanted to obtain the power of faith.
"This is the true power of faith."
Fang Chen couldn't help but sigh. This was the difference in strength between Mystic Light Realm cultivators who had a miniature universe and those who didn't.
The boundless power of faith could be absorbed into the body at all times, which could enhance one's strength.
This was only the Mortal World, and there were only a few mortals.
When the cultivation world and the God World were perfected, the power of faith would reach its peak.
Fang Chen was looking forward to it.
After a short change, the Asura Universe returned to normal.
At the same time, a figure appeared in the minds of the people of the Mortal World.
Subconsciously, they believed that this figure was their ruler, the supreme expert of the world.
The only thing they believed in was this figure.
… …
Within the Blackstone Prison:
After absorbing the power of faith, Fang Chen's strength reached the peak, and he stepped into the Mystic Light Realm in the blink of an eye.
"Hu!"
After letting out a sigh of relief, Fang Chen pressed his hands down and withdrew his aura.
"The power of faith is so strong."
Fang Chen sighed.
Rip!
He took a step forward and came to the outside world. He saw a black puppet appear in front of him.
He could feel that the black puppet contained a vast amount of power.
"Brother Fang, do you want to give it a try?"
Qing Hou couldn't stop smiling. Barbarian was lying on the ground in a sorry state.
He couldn't wait to give it a try. But in the end, he couldn't even withstand a single punch from the puppet and was sent flying.
Barbarian's mouth twitched as he crawled up from the ground.
"Sure."
Fang Chen said with a smile. Immediately, he activated the Myriad Sword Body.
His Myriad Sword Body had reached the ninth level, and his physical strength had increased by several times.
Although it looked like a simple punch, it was enough to shatter the head of a Mystic Light Realm cultivator.
Dong!
The puppet stood there quietly and didn't move at all, allowing Fang Chen's terrifying punch to land on its body.
Rumble!
When his fist came into contact with the puppet, he immediately felt a vast amount of energy surging towards him in an endless stream.
With a loud bang, his body bounced back.
After stabilizing himself, Fang Chen stared at the puppet with wide eyes.
"Strong."
Qing Hou walked over and chuckled. "How is it?
Its defense isn't bad, right? "
This was Qing Hou's proudest creation. Its defense was so strong that even Mystic Light Realm cultivators couldn't do anything about it.
Fang Chen's attack had already surpassed the majority of Mystic Light Realm cultivators, but he still couldn't break through the puppet's defense. This was proof.
"Do you want to try its attack?" Qing Hou chuckled.
Before Fang Chen could nod, the puppet received the order and started to attack.
Because it was a puppet, it only used pure power to attack.
When it attacked, countless holes opened up on the Meteoric Black Iron on its body and crazily absorbed the origin energy in Heaven and Earth.
Dong!
The puppet's iron fists clashed with Fang Chen's.
Crack!
Fang Chen felt his hand hurt, and a trace of blood flowed out of his palm.
Hu! Hu!
Hu! Hu! Hu! Hu! His body instantly retreated and barely dodged the puppet's attack.
"So strong."
Fang Chen exclaimed. This punch from the puppet could probably sweep through Mystic Light Realm cultivators, right?
It could even fight against Mystic True Realm cultivators for a bit.
The more it was like this, the more excited Fang Chen became.
Qing Hou's skill in puppetry had reached such a level.
"Hehe, it's mainly because of the Meteoric Black Iron you provided, Brother Fang. You don't know how strong the Meteoric Black Iron is when used to make puppets," Qing Hou said with a smile.
Any puppeteer could make puppets with the Meteoric Black Iron as the main material.
He was proud of himself. With such a puppet, he could protect himself even in the Primal Chaos Void.
In the eyes of the Barbarians, he had reached the heavens in one step in the Blackstone Prison and was no longer on the same level as before.
"Haha, I'm going to continue."
Qing Hou was very happy and continued to make puppets while he was in his best state.
The Meteoric Black Iron that Fang Chen provided was very large, and he only used a small amount to make the first one.
According to Qing Hou's estimates, he should be able to make at least ten or so.
"Brother, do you have any other good things?"
The Barbarians asked as he came to Fang Chen's side.
"For example, a weapon as strong as your sword."
Fang Chen looked at the Barbarians, and the latter felt a bit awkward.
After all, it was a bit embarrassing to ask for something from Fang Chen.
"What kind of weapon do you usually use?" Fang Chen asked.
"It's best if it's a warhammer," the Barbarians said.
Fang Chen searched for a while and soon found an iron hammer in the storage room.