Anos was currently 42 years old. Years ago, he had made a promise to himself to reach foundation establishment before 50. Time was moving forward and he was starting to feel a sense of urgency. Anos hadn't slept in years, not to mention eating or drinking.

  A normal qi condensation cultivator would most definitely have died in his situation. Anos himself wasn't sure what was so special about him that made him gain the benefits of a higher cultivation.

  For example. It is only in foundation establishment that one gains the ability to survive off of spiritual energy alone. But Anos was just at the perfection of qi condensation. This made him wonder... Would he not be able to fly in the sky freely at foundation establishment? If he was so special as to gain the benefits of a foundation cultivator at qi condensation. Why would he not gain the benefits of a golden core at foundation establishment?

  This was all just a thoery made by Anos. Even if he didn't gain the ability of flight at foundation establishment. He had already created the appropriate spell for it. While it did use a lot of spiritual energy. The amount he could control at once would increase signifigantly once he entered the next realm.

  Anos continued to test various things with his clones to master his abilities and be prepared for all situations. He did this up until the point where he was satisfied with their defense mechanisms.

  Anos was afraid of some great supreme being tracing his clones back to his real location. Earlier, he had used illusions to create the apperance of free will. A sort of independent consciousness for his clone. Anos played around with this concept a lot.

  Anos himself tried to trace the connection back to himself. But he failed. Whatever power he had gotten from 'eternal incarnation' seemed to be at a very high level. Maybe even the supreme level of laws and daos.

  But... Just in case. He created a fail safe in his own consciousness. His memories would get sealed if any entity tried to read his mind or soul. Not to mention. Anos could recall the spiritual bodies of his blood clones in his sea of incarnations. There was also the case of death.

  Even if his blood clone died. It wouldn't affect him at all. The only time he was affected was during the process of reconstruction of his avatar or clones. Making a blood clone required a lot of time and blood. It also took a concentration no mortal would be able to attain.

  Anos had a decent amount of spells. But he felt his body by itself was weak. Sure, he could boost himself with buffs and spells. But if you took that all away. His body was just slightly stronger then the average person.

  His blood clones on the other hand seemed to be blessed with a powerful physique. They start weak upon creation. But as he cultivates them, within hours. Their body becomes reinforced with spiritual energy.

  "Is it the secret of a dantian?"

  Anos had many theories for this. He thought it had to do with nature harmony. Or the fact that they had a dantian. Whatever it was, his real body seemed to lack this talent.

  "Now I need to deal with a bit of a problem."

  Breaking through to foundation establishment wasn't simply a change in realm. It quite literally created the foundation for your future cultivation. If you had a crappy foundation. You might literally never be able to progress even if given thousands of years. If you had a great foundation. You could progress as easily as one drinking water.

  The problem Anos faced wasn't something that affected him at the moment. It was something that would affect him. To reach the first realm of foundation establishment. Both your body and sea of consciousness had to partially fuse.

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  Anos knew that his avatar was in his sea of consciousness. He wasn't sure how it would react to forming a pill and synchronizing with his body.

  The other problem was that he wanted to do something that was impossible. This entire time, his avatar had always been a minor realm below him. Once he reached the 11th stage of qi condensation. In theory, his avatar could reach perfection of qi condensation.

  But it was paradoxical in the sense that if he successfully formed a pill with his avatar. His avatar would surpass him in cultivation. He had done many test over these years, and the one truth he found was that the barrier to his avatar and clones was an insurmountable gap.

  This left him with a few choices.

  Breakthrough to foundation establishment on his own. Or attempt to break the rules of his avatar.

  Anos decided to go with neither of these choices! So what did he plan to do? He was going to make his own realm. Anos knew from his previous world that there was fake golden cores. These were people that broke through to core formation and didn't increase their lifespan and lacked real combat power.

  Mind of the Puppeteer

  In his custom cultivation technique. He had created a fake pill creation process. In other words, a quasi-foundation establishment advancement.

  But there was another problem.

  The sea of consciousness. The illusory. It fuses with the body with the creation of the pill. In the sea of consciousness of his avatar was two dimensions. These dimensions were in the sea of incarnations.

  Trying to fuse his avatar with these dimensions. It had never been done before in the history he knew of. He had no idea what would happen.

  So Anos spent his time grinding away at perfection. One day he had an epiphany and broke through to the 11th level! Within minutes his avatar had reached the tenth level. Then perfection! His clones had reached the 9th level.

  "Let's go!"

  Anos gathered the spiritual energy into his avatar as the sea of incarnations started to shake. During this process, something unexpected happened.

  Anos felt a sense of danger. This was his eyes of god warning him!

  "I'm the only one here..."

  "Where is this danger coming from?"

  He felt goosebumps as clouds started to gather above his house. He heard thunder as lightning started to strike everywhere.

  "Oh no..."

  Anos jumped right out of the window right as red lightning struck his house. But it seemed to be targetting him. It twisted in the air avoiding his home and following him.

  "Fuck!"

  "Fly!"

  Anos took to the air and tried to get away. He was still forming the fake pill using his avatar. But the lightning didn't leave him alone.

  "I'm not breaking through yet! This is my avatar! Leave me alone..." Anos had thought he would go through the tribulation in his sea of consciousness. But nature had other plans.

  The lightning caught up to Anos and he was struck. He crashed to the ground and was struck again. This time, burn patterns in the likeness of tree roots appeared all over his skin. He was foaming at the mouth as he was struck again and again by the lightning.

  "FUCK YOU!!!"

  "UNDYING BODY!" The wounds scarred over and then vanished as they had completely healed. Anos slowly stood up as he was repeatedly struck. Each strike made him feel dizzy. He was starting to cough up blood. But the blood would get vaporized from the stronger attack.

  This went on for five minutes...

  This then went on for an hour...

  He ran as fast as possible on the ground trying to avoid these strikes. But it was as if he had angered the heavens! Anos ran past his clones and used transfiguration to make them all look exactly like him. But the heavens weren't fooled.

  "Ice Domain!" A sphere of ice formed around Anos. But it was shattered in an instance. This wasn't simple lightning. Anos felt traces of the seven elements in it. Those being both the five elements and even space and time! But he wasn't trying to comprehend this.

  He was just trying to survive.

  If it were anybody else. They would've ran out of spiritual energy long ago and died. But Anos had access to a large pool of spiritual energy that he had stored over the years. But it broke his heart that so much was being wasted.

  "Alright. You wanna fight. Let's fight!"

  Anos took to the skies using both fly and undying body at the same time.

  "Bring it on!" He punched the lightning!

  It was at this moment. Something clicked in his sea of consciousness. A pill was forming. All the meridians in his body were burnt. But it was as if they were going through a rebirth.

  Anos struggled to keep his consciousness. He fell from the sky as the clouds parted and a heavenly light shined down upon him.

  The pill of his avatar had failed to form...

  Perhaps it was his inexperience? Perhaps the sea of incarnations made it impossible for now.

  But the pill for his real body had formed! Not only was a dantian formed. But his entire body had gone through a complete rebirth.

  He had reached foundation establishment!