Shen Tu Nantian had already been in this confined space for a day and night, but he still remained in meditation.
Cultivation was not something that could be rushed. To become a peerless Great Emperor, not only did one need extraordinary talent and fated luck, one also needed to have the mindset to harden oneself.
Before reading an ancient supreme martial art work, one need a bath and incense. This was not some useless ritual but to condition one’s mind to its optimal state.
Shen Tu Nantian was doing exactly that right now.
As Shen Tu Nantian entered an ethereal state, he opened his eyes and slammed down with one hand as the black disk array floated in the air and began to slowly rotate.
Injecting his energy inside, the images within the disk array immediately appeared.
The huge roc appeared and following that the black-armored warrior stabbed with his lance while riding the nightmare beast!
Seeing this lance appear, Shen Tu Nantian’s pupils constricted. He felt like there was an invisible hand pinching his heart, causing it to stop beating. He felt his blood stagnate!
“Endure, I must endure!”
Shen Tu Nantian said to himself in his heart.
His head was covered in sweat as he grit his teeth and clenched his fists. His fingernails stabbed into his palms, causing them to bleed.
Just watching the disk array itself might have been the Great Empress mystic realm’s test of a cultivator’s courage.
Shen Tu Nantian was aspiring to become a peerless Great Emperor. This aspiration needed the support of great courage.
The things that appeared out of a small disk array were just illusions and phantom images. So what?
“Ah!”
Shen Tu Nantian roared while facing the sky. His Yuan Qi was circulated to an extreme as the blood vessels on his neck bulged. His eyes were also injured by the lance beam, and blood flooded out from the corner of his eyes!
However, when the lance pierced through the void and into the large roc’s body, Shen Tu Nantian could no longer withstand the immense pressure and spat out a mouthful of blood.
“Peng!”