The condensation of Luo Meng's Revolving Core galvanized a powerful phenomenon. The true surrounding essence was stirred into a massive vortex of energy originating from the sky and earth, forming huge purple clouds of energy several tens of kilometers wide.
All the energy of the origin of the sky and the earth around it went wild. The hellish energy demonic clouds in the sky funneled madly towards Luo Meng's dantian. The energy flowed like a vast stormy sea, rocking the land.
Luo Meng opened his eyes and observed his body.
Feeling that his strength had increased several times compared to his previous strength made Luo Meng intoxicated.
"Compared to my cultivation when I cultivated the Demon Essence Way, my current self is several times more powerful than my One Star Demon King Realm cultivation at the time!" Luo Meng thought as he took a deep breath.
Upon observing its spinning core he noticed that it had turned into a black hole.
"Black Hole Revolving Core." Luo Meng thought.
The so-called Black Hole Revolving Core was when the foundation reached its peak. All true essence pills and other energies within the dantian would completely condense into the crystal core without anything escaping. This would form the most perfect Spinning Core. This type of Spinning Core was like a black hole; there was only entrance and the force of attraction was also much greater.
A Spinning Core was similar to a star. If the total mass were the same and the radius was smaller, then the gravitational force would be comparatively stronger.
When a martial artist formed a Black Hole Spinning Core, due to its greater ability to draw energy, it could train itself automatically. In this aspect alone, it completely left all the other ordinary martial artists of the Spinning Core in the dust.
For a martial artist who had attained the Black Hole Spinning Core, not only was the true total essence in his dantian much higher than normal, but the speed at which he absorbed the sky and earth origin energy was much faster than that. other martial artists. There was simply no comparison between the two.
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[Days later]
Luo Meng looked at the gravely wounded Duamun Qun in front of him with contempt.
Duanmu Qun was just a Xiantian cultivator, when fighting Luo Meng he was completely crushed, even when Luo Meng was in the Xiantian Realm he could crush Duanmun Qun easily.
Luo Meng didn't kill him because he came from a powerful Holy Land, killing him here would cause trouble for the Steppes of bloodshed.
Even if the powers of the Divine Sea Realm could not enter the Steppes from the bloodshed, it was best to avoid unnecessary trouble.
Luo Meng raised his palm towards Duanmu Qun pushing him out of the arena. Duanmu Qun fell unconscious to the ground.
The referee looked at the unconscious Duanmun Qun.
'Luo Meng, first win!' declared the referee.
"Now that I've broken the spinning core, I won't have to stay on this second floor for long." Luo Meng thought.
"Is there anyone willing to fight?" Said Luo Meng.
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"This is the broadcast matrix opening token for the third floor. Please take it." Near the second floor broadcast matrix, a guard responsible for dealing with challengers told Luo Meng as he respectfully handed him the token.
Luo Meng received the token and placed it in the transmission matrix. A white light shone around him. In the next instant, Luo Meng reached the third floor; this was also the top floor for the Skysplit Tower challengers.
The Skysplit Tower was shaped like a cone. The higher it went, the smaller it was. The third floor was barely half the size of the second floor.
When Luo Meng came out of the transmission matrix, a young Fey was already waiting there. "Young Hero Luo? My name is Hou, I have been waiting here for you for a long time."
Starting on the second floor, each new challenger who arrived would be greeted with a servant. This person can introduce them to the practice areas or show them the martial arena location to avoid problems.
Luo Meng looked at her and spoke. "Take me to a practice spot."
"Please follow me." Said young Fey.
The third floor was much lonelier than the second floor. Walking the roads here, it was rare to see a martial artist. Most of them were in seclusion behind closed doors.
On the third floor of the Skysplit Tower, the pressure was high. The martial artists who arrived here were not common in their generation. Each person who practiced here was like a boat going against the current of the ocean. If they could not advance, they would fall behind, and once they did, they would inevitably fall into the abyss with no chance of redemption.
This great pressure spurred every martial artist here. If they couldn't become an emperor, then they would become a ghost.
The third floor practice area and the town square bordered each other. When Huo brought Luo Meng closer to the city's third floor plaza, he finally started to see more martial artists around him.
Luo Meng watched for a short while before ignoring it and continuing on to the practice area.