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Chapter 392 Powerful Upgrade, Core of the Battlefield
Chapter 392 Powerful Upgrade, Core of the Battlefield
After this verification, Chen Yi gained a deeper understanding of the Spatial Soul Thunder Divine Power, and his subsequent efficiency in refining and absorbing the Spatial Thunder Soul Talisman also increased dramatically.
Within his soul space, numerous complex and profound spatial soul lightning runes began to emerge on the surface of his original natal lightning rune—
This is precisely the evolution and improvement brought about by digesting and absorbing the Void Thunder Soul Talisman.
At the same time, Chen Yi's Thunder Soul Whip power also increased, and at this moment he had truly touched the core part of the Thunder Soul Sect's inheritance.
Refining is still ongoing.
When Chen Yi devoured a portion of the core essence of the Thunder Soul Talisman, a surge of immense information suddenly exploded in his mind—the other inheritance clues of the Thunder Soul Sect scattered elsewhere!
Chen Yi closed his eyes and concentrated, carefully sensing the ethereal coordinates contained within the information.
Within my consciousness, it was as if I had traversed a boundless, chaotic void, where countless layers of space rose and fell—
In a distant place, he vaguely sensed the location of a hidden inheritance of the Thunder Soul Sect.
That place doesn't seem to exist in the present world; it's as if it's hidden in a spatial interlayer somewhere in the Great Green Realm. It's still unknown which secret realm it's concealed in.
Chen Yi slowly opened his eyes and exhaled a breath of stale air.
As expected, the once invincible Thunder Soul Sect, even after its destruction, left behind a legacy that should not be underestimated.
If I have the chance in the future, I will definitely try to find this hidden "treasure".
Time flies, and three days passed in the blink of an eye.
Inside the cave, lightning flashed, instantly tearing apart the originally dim space.
The array patterns engraved on the stone wall were affected by the escaping electric arcs, causing them to explode into bursts of sparks.
Chen Yi sat cross-legged, a Void Thunder Soul Talisman wrapped with arcs of purple lightning slowly rising and falling between his brows.
His brows furrowed slightly, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.
"With my current cultivation level, trying to completely refine this fifth-order Void Thunder Soul Talisman in one go is indeed like a snake trying to swallow an elephant." He was clear-headed; the only result of forcibly devouring it would be that his soul would be burst by its immense origin.
We must proceed gradually.
With a subtle change in his hand gestures, Chen Yi separated a wisp of his divine consciousness, which pierced the edge of the soul talisman like a fine needle, seizing only a small portion of its essence.
The wisp of lightning traveled along the energy flow of the divine soul, and wherever it passed, the divine soul felt a tearing pain.
Chen Yi gritted his teeth, forcibly calming his mind, and mobilized the spiritual power within his body to suppress it layer by layer, gradually imprinting this source with his own soul imprint.
The entire process was extremely delicate; the slightest misstep could result in one's meridians being charred by the raging lightning.
Several hours later, that wisp of origin finally calmed down completely, transforming into a tiny lightning pattern that was imprinted deep within the soul.
enough.
Chen Yi slowly opened his eyes and exhaled a breath of white air carrying the scent of thunder.
For now, it's enough to ensure that I can control it and not turn the tables on it, and also to be able to understand some of its power as a killing move.
"I'll refine the remaining majority of the soul rune's essence slowly after we get out." With a slight thought, he retrieved the soul rune back into his sea of consciousness. The lightning in the cave subsided, leaving only the flickering light of the array patterns.
The retreat is not over yet.
Chen Yi did not stop. Taking advantage of his current state, he continued to comprehend the golden crystal essence within his body that contained the inheritance of the monk Kudu.
Within its origin lies an intricate and profound arrangement of patterns and runes, which is the cultivation method of the fifth-order golden crystal origin, along with the accompanying high-level "indestructible vajra" divine power manual.
The image of fighting Kudu flashed through my mind; the old monk's body was indestructible, and every strike carried the power to shatter mountains and split the earth.
Drawing on his personal experiences from previous battles, Chen Yi began to apply what he had learned to other situations.
He guided the golden crystal marrow within his body, attempting to arrange and inscribe runes according to the diagram, gradually digesting and transforming the massive amount of information previously absorbed and accumulated by the system into his own true understanding.
Two more days have passed.
Gradually, a high-level arrangement structure was successfully inscribed in the golden crystal marrow within his body.
At the same time, a dense, teeth-grinding friction sound emanated from his bones. Driven by the properties of the Undying Golden Crystal, this was not only an increase in strength, but also a deeper restructuring and strengthening of his physical structure.
A dark golden sheen flowed across the skin, a thin yet incredibly tough barrier adhering to the surface, subtly revealing a cold, metallic texture.
He could clearly sense that the golden crystal spiritual power and Dao essence that were floating in the world were being automatically filtered and purified by this barrier, and then continuously integrated into his limbs and bones.
This caused the power of the "Diamond Skill" within his body to increase exponentially.
Chen Yi clenched his fist, feeling the terrifying explosive force brewing between his knuckles. The air was squeezed into his palm with a muffled thud.
"In terms of skill level in arranging and manipulating gold crystals alone, I have almost reached the threshold of the peak of the fourth rank." He calmly assessed his own condition, "and I am not far from the near fifth rank."
Of course, he knew the problem: he possessed advanced supernatural skills, but lacked the abundant energy source to fully support their use.
In short, his physical cultivation is still insufficient, and at most he can only unleash one or two strikes with full force with this skill that has reached the peak of the fourth rank.
We must find a way to obtain a sufficient amount of the power of the Golden Crystal Origin.
Chen Yi secretly estimated that once he could obtain enough pure Golden Crystal Origin and raise the number of Golden Crystal Marrow in his body to five thousand strands, and then combine it with this new Golden Crystal Divine Power Operation Method and Cultivation Method, he would have a 10% to 20% chance of unleashing a Vajra Skill killing move that truly possessed the power of a "quasi-fifth rank".
At that time, even if they encounter a Nascent Soul clone again, they will not only be able to passively take a beating.
In addition, there is the fixed-air silver hammer.
The image of the final strike that triggered the silver hammer and tore through space, the surrounding void being easily ripped apart like a rag, flashed through my mind again, and it remains vivid to this day.
The mysteries of the laws of space are truly too profound.
Through the insights gained from that time he used spatial magic, Chen Yi knew that this path could not be mastered overnight.
There is indeed no time to fully appreciate it right now.
"This knowledge must be left until we leave the secret realm, find an absolutely safe place, and then calmly and slowly study and understand it." He suppressed his distracting thoughts and focused his mind.
Even now, danger still lurks everywhere in the secret realm.
Chen Yi got up and walked to the cave entrance, his gaze piercing through the outer array and looking out into the outside world.
Even though the secluded and safe place he and Ning Bu'er found for seclusion was relatively hidden, they could still clearly sense the violent bursts of chaotic spiritual energy outside, as well as the omnipresent aura of danger.
Five days later, the outside world was in complete chaos.
The ground beneath our feet trembled intermittently, and in the distance, flames and explosions rose and fell among the mountains.
"They're fighting even more fiercely," Chen Yi thought to himself.
This indicates that the battles among high-level cultivators outside have reached a fever pitch.
Especially as the exploration of the secret realm deepens, contact between cultivators from the Great Azure Realm and cultivators from other regions is inevitable. Murder and theft are probably rampant now, and there will be no peace any day.
Chen Yi activated his ability to sense the world and felt the condition of his friends. A negative, gray feeling appeared in his mind; they seemed to be in poor condition.
And the reason is also inextricably linked to Chen Yi.
The "leader" of the Great Green Realm has disappeared, and the only Nascent Soul avatar—the monk Kudu—is currently trapped in the void by his own hands, deep in that perilous place of the Void Realm, with no possibility of escape.
The Great Green Realm is now leaderless.
When faced with a situation requiring direct confrontation, they are completely unable to organize an effective counterattack and can only passively retreat.
"It's about time we tightened controls at the border."
Chen Yi's Yin-Yang Divine Soul, Thunder Soul, Body Refinement, and Spatial Divine Power have all reached a higher level. After a few days of seclusion and recuperation, he is now fully replenished in energy and spirit, and it is about time for him to go out and check on the situation.
Opportunities are rare, but Ji Wuchen, Kong Lingling, and the others still need to do their best to protect their lives.
At this moment, the ancient battlefield of the secret realm is located near the core area.
Outside a secret place heavily sealed off by the spiritual light and Daoist aura of the Five Elements, dozens of figures were scattered about, facing off against each other.
This place is a huge, naturally formed basin.
Within the valley, an extremely complex and colorful "Heavenly Light and Daoist Rhyme" intertwines and flows, with halos flickering, like a giant net that stretches across the sky, concealing deadly dangers within.
Half a day ago, a rogue cultivator in the early stage of the Nascent Soul realm, who did not believe in the supernatural, tried to force his way in. As soon as he stepped in half a foot, the dazzling light instantly turned into countless sharp blades. Before he could even scream, his body exploded into a cloud of blood mist, and he was unable to penetrate any deeper inside.
Beneath the layers of celestial light and Daoist aura, treasures and resources, shimmering with various colors and radiating varying degrees of magical power, could be vaguely seen. Among them were spiritual treasures and even various rare fifth-tier materials.
This place is anything but ordinary.
Clearly, this place was a crucial battlefield in the great battle of the Gods tens of thousands of years ago.
Within this valley, countless remains of Nascent Soul cultivators from back then have been devoured and dissolved.
All the lost magical treasures and spiritual objects are buried here.
Even more chilling is the presence of a terrifying spatial fluctuation deep within the core of the basin.
The fluctuations occasionally spilled out, and wherever they passed, visible cracks appeared in the space.
Even the avatars of several Nascent Soul cultivators standing here felt their hearts pound with fear upon sensing that fluctuation.
No one dared to venture into it.
At this moment, this place has gathered almost all the top experts from various realms in the ancient battlefield secret realm.
The atmosphere was so oppressive it was suffocating.
On a giant rock at the edge of the basin, a colossal human-faced dragon was coiled up.
It flicked its scarlet tongue, its vertical pupils fixed on the precious light within the valley, and irritably slapped the rocks with its tail, causing pebbles to tumble down with a dull thud.
"How long will it take for this restriction to dissipate?" the human-faced dragon asked in a hoarse, low voice.
No one answered.
Not far away, a lion with fiery hooves snorted and spewed out a stream of scorching air, instantly igniting the dry grass on the ground.
It glanced at the human-faced dragon, a look of wariness flashing in its eyes.
Two silver figures hovered in mid-air—Silver Flame and Silver Horn, members of the Silver Spirit Clan who possessed spatial abilities.
Silver Horn's gaze swept across the surrounding cultivators like lightning, as if assessing the worth of young prodigies from other realms.
He was naturally humble in front of Senior Chen, but he was confident that he was still among the top geniuses in this ordinary otherworld.
"What's the rush? The things inside aren't going anywhere. It's these eyesores outside that need to be dealt with first." Silver Horn's voice was icy.
Yin Yan did not respond; his gaze swept past the crowd and landed on a corner.
A female nun stood there quietly.
She has a tall and slender figure, an elfin beauty, fair skin, and well-defined muscle lines.
She had long, pointed ears and large, bright eyes that seemed to sparkle with starlight. Her stunning beauty was imbued with a natural, primal, and wild charm. Her clothing was extremely primitive, consisting of only a few leaves woven into a bodice and a short skirt that barely covered her body, leaving large areas of skin exposed.
He carried a wooden longbow slung diagonally across his back. The bow was covered with ancient totems, and the bowstring was made from the tough sinews of some unknown monster.
Judging from its appearance, it seems to have come from a primitive tribe that is isolated from the world.
Strangely, not a single Nascent Soul cultivator dared to approach her from any direction.
She did not exude any terrifying magical power fluctuations; in fact, she seemed quite ordinary.
At this moment, she was looking down at the veins of a leaf in her palm, seemingly ignoring the group of experts around her.
However, within a radius of a thousand feet centered on this woman, several corpses lay scattered on the ground.
The blood, not yet congealed, was slowly seeping into the soil.
Several Nascent Soul cultivators or demonic beasts have already perished here.
Their deaths were remarkably similar: all were caused by wooden arrows piercing their chests, and even their nascent souls were locked in place, preventing them from escaping.
The Nascent Soul cultivators who came to this place were all outstanding individuals, and those who died on the ground included some who were in the mid-Nascent Soul stage or possessed powerful life-saving methods.
The ability to instantly kill a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator with a single arrow is something even the several Nascent Soul clones present couldn't do without desperately using their fifth-tier origin power.
The human-faced dragon's vertical pupils suddenly contracted, and its tail involuntarily curled up.
Yin Yan also withdrew the faint hint of disdain in his eyes, and his expression turned solemn.
Both the human-faced dragon and the silver flame were extremely wary of this woman.
On the other hand, the situation in the Great Green cultivation world is much more dire.
Yuan Lingling's hair was disheveled, and a silver-red spiritual light flickered between her fingers, her knuckles turning white from the force she exerted. Large sections of her robe were burned away, exposing charred flesh. She stared intently ahead, her chest heaving violently.
Liu Qingqing's hand holding the sword trembled slightly, and blood dripped down the hilt. As a true disciple of the "Sword Control Sect," a top-tier grotto-heaven in northern Central Continent, and known as "the number one female sword cultivator of the younger generation in Central Continent," she was currently one of those who had preserved her combat strength relatively intact, but her internal energy was already unstable.
The ascetic monk from Vajra Temple had long since disappeared, leaving only Xuan Hui. There were also two others, considered among the stronger members of the Great Azure Realm who had entered the ancient battlefield, but they too were now severely depleted.
Deep within the valley, in a place beyond the reach of most people's sight.
The laws of the Five Elements and the Dao Domain have completely gone out of control and gone berserk here.
The five fundamental elements of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth are mixed together, forming a turbulent vortex visible to the naked eye.
The ground rocks were shredded into powder by the laws of metal, then melted into magma by the laws of fire, instantly frozen into ice shards by the laws of water, and sprouted vines by the laws of wood, only to be crushed into mud by the laws of earth in a moment—
Hu Mingyue walked through this infernal realm of laws.
She was dressed in a plain blue linen robe, and her cultivation level was the lowest in the area, only at the early stage of the Nascent Soul realm.
But she was the only one to enter the center of this place, and also the one who was closest to the secret of the terrifying spatial fluctuations at the core.
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