When Blake opened his eyes, he let out a shaky breath.
"Woah, that was incredible! The feeling of getting closer to the three Heavenly Dao I cultivate felt so comfortable. That's it, I have to seize this opportunity to improve my cultivation!"
Blake did some neck and back stretches to soften his muscles before he closed his eyes and tried to recall the past feeling of his zen state.
It had to be said that once someone were to reach Blake's cultivation realm, the expert would need to cultivate for a long time before they could advance to the next minor realm.
That was because one needed to have a deep understanding of their own Dao before they could lay a foundation and try to break through to the next realm.
As for Blake, even though he did surpass his peers and reached the legendary Magic Saint realm in his past life, that was only because the boy had a teacher guiding and teaching him step by step till Blake became the expert he was back then.
The Blake now, reincarnated with nothing but his cultivation experiences.
That should be enough of a cheat, right?
Nah, you're wrong.
His teacher, Chaos, wasn't so generous back when he taught Blake in the past.
In fact, Blake suffered tremendously due to his teacher's pettiness and ignorance.
And when Chaos separated with Blake, the divine being had placed a seal on his student's memories.
Upon passing away, his teacher Chaos sealed Blake's abundant cultivation experiences away, thinking that his student didn't need to use it when he arrived at Elysium.
It was the same teacher who had completely forgotten that he had sealed away most of his student's profound cultivation knowledge that forced Blake to enter the cycle of reincarnation and get reincarnated with missing memories.
This mistake caused Blake to only remember the method to refine and cultivate his magic power to the Magic Ancestor realm and nothing higher.
And since Blake had a part of his memories sealed away or erased, he would still stand by Chaos with utmost loyalty.
As Blake tried to deepen his understanding and perceptions of the Magic Dao and Martial Dao respectively, one of the black lumps of metal he found in his backyard started to hum according to Blake's cultivation tempo.
But since the black lumps of metal were stored in the deepest part of Blake's storage space, the boy felt that everything was normal.
With no one to disturb him, Blake soon fell into a mysterious state of deep meditation. His cultivation speed increased while his aura was getting stronger.
He couldn't help but reveal a delighted expression. Because to him who had already reached the peak of the Magic Dao, this could only mean one thing.
Blake was going to break through!
A few days later…
After having entered a mysterious state of deep meditation while his cultivation speed increased, Blake had unknowingly sucked the world energy within a hundred kilometers radius of his clan's land.
And after a few days of perceiving the laws of Heaven and Earth, Blake felt that his foundation was solid enough and that he could break through a minor realm at any time.
Just then, his doorbell rang.
'Hm? Did someone from Goryeo come to collect the previous man's corpse?'
Blake took a deep breath to calm his excited heart before he stood up and left his house.
He didn't have any servants so he had to go open the door and greet the person himself.
When he opened the door, Blake couldn't help but raise an eyebrow.
'Hmmmm, something's wrong here. Where is this place? This doesn't look like my territory at all.'
Upon pushing open his doors, Blake was greeted by an incredible change in scenery.
The once barren wasteland that surrounded his clan's 4 walls have transformed into a vast expanse of lush greenery that stretched out before the mountains, carpeting the land with a tapestry of vibrant hues.
Tall trees, some adorned with colorful autumn leaves, line the edges of a meandering river that winds its way through the landscape.
The river sparkled like a ribbon of diamonds, catching the fading light and creating a sense of serenity and tranquility.
Everywhere Blake looked made the boy stunned.
It seemed as though he had been teleported into a fantasy novel while the boy was busy immersing himself in his cultivation.
'Strange. Really strange. My barren wasteland that could barely allow grass to grow had somehow transformed itself into a heaven made paradise.'
And if this wasn't odd enough, Blake stretched his right hand out and tried to absorb the world energy from his surroundings.
But when the world energy came into contact with his right palm, the world energy refused to enter into his body to be refined into martial qi.
The world energy merely gathered above his palm, forming a ball of transparent liquid visible to the naked eye.
Upon noticing this significant difference in the forest's world energy, Blake revealed a relaxed smile.
'As I thought, I seemed to have entered a different world compared to my own Untouchable Realm.' Blake thought to himself.
With a wave of his hand, the ball of liquid world energy exploded before dispersing into a thick cloud of white smoke.
Blake then grabbed onto the tail of white smoke before he cooled the air around it, forcing the thick cloud of white smoke to condense into the shape of a sword.
Within seconds, a crystal sword formed within Blake's hand.
The boy gripped the hilt of the crystal sword tightly before he released a few sword waves at the trees in front of him.
Swish! Swish! Swish!
The sword waves passed through the trees with ease, toppling them without Blake needing to exert much strength.
'With such a blade made out of condensed world energy, I don't think that there will be many opponents I can't handle.' Blake revealed a satisfied smile before he threw the crystal sword into his storage space.
Following that, Blake went back into his house to continue his cultivation session.
Even if the sky were to fall, Blake was sure that there would be other people to hold it for him.
So without wasting any more time, Blake activated the protection array to protect his house before he went into seclusion again.
3 months later…
As the sun rose between two majestic peaks, a magnificent golden carriage glided silently through the magical woods.
The carriage, drawn by splendid horses with golden wings, sparkled in the morning light.
Surrounded by a magical aura, the golden carriage moved gracefully among the tall, moss-covered trees.
Wherever it passed, critters and animals of shapes and sizes came out to look at it with awe.
As for the stronger beasts that ruled the area, the black fur tiger for example, watched the golden carriage from afar.
It did not dare get close to the golden carriage for it had sensed the majestic aura the owner of the golden carriage was exuding.