"How did these divine patterns form? How should I cultivate to create these patterns?" Within his castle, Jiang Yi held onto the Divine Tree leaf as his mind worked furiously. He thought of every possibility, every scenario as he tried to find a way.
He had already confirmed one thing: these divine patterns were the source of the mummy's power. As long as he could cultivate these divine patterns, his physical body would not be weaker than the mummy's. Although the mummy had been refined for ten thousand years, it was after all a dead object while he was a living human; if he succeeded, he would definitely be at least as strong as the mummy.
One's human body was a natural formation; this was a well-known fact. Demons and spirits ultimately all had to become human because the human body was the most compatible with cultivating. This natural formation gelled with the absolute laws of heaven and earth, the universe's quintessence.
