newbobooks Chapter 314 Beginner's Space, A Perfect Departure
Chapter 314 Beginner's Space, A Perfect Departure
Chapter 314 Beginner's Space, A Perfect Departure
The fixed silver disc hung three feet in front of him, and the ancient and intricate patterns on its surface were slowly moving as spiritual energy was injected, like small silver snakes coming to life.
Chen Yi stared at the lines.
Deep within his mind, system notifications flooded the screen, breaking down the basic spatial ripple runes taught by Silver Blade and Silver Horn, as well as the core architectural logic of this Fixed Space Silver Disc, into countless minute particle models.
The original spiritual essence of the Soul Thunder was crushed in the system's furnace, transforming into the purest torrent of enlightenment, which was forcibly poured into Chen Yi's sea of consciousness.
This feeling was not pleasant; his brain felt like it was being stirred by a red-hot steel needle, but Chen Yi didn't even flinch.
Pain is the price to pay for power; it's a worthwhile trade.
As he absorbed more and more spiritual energy, those originally obscure and difficult-to-understand spatial rules began to become discernible in his eyes.
He stretched out his finger, a wisp of purple-gold lightning swirling around its tip, and gently touched a spot in the void.
The air was still, but the light distorted slightly.
This is called "spatial ripples".
It wasn't a simple vibration of spiritual energy; rather, it found a weak point in the spatial barrier, causing folds in the solid space like plucking a string on a musical instrument.
Once you master the frequency, your body can slide into this fold and enter the so-called "shallow space".
Chen Yi withdrew his finger and his gaze fell on the fixed silver plate.
This thing's defense mechanism is even more interesting.
It doesn't resist directly, but rather "squeezes".
The originally spacious area is forcibly collapsed and piled up to form a high-density spatial wall in front of you.
Physical projectiles cannot pass through, spells will have their trajectories distorted, and even attacks targeting the soul will be weakened by more than half when passing through these layers of spatial folds.
When Silver Horn faced that purple soul lightning, if it weren't for the silver disc firmly blocking the spatial node, he would probably have been reduced to ashes long ago.
Several days.
Chen Yi was like a tireless, precise machine, repeating the tedious rune practice over and over again.
As my fingertips traced a line, ripples of transparent light spread around me.
At first, the ripples were rough and intermittent, and could even cause a backlash and explosion from the surrounding spiritual energy. But after hundreds or thousands of times, the ripples became smooth and silent.
Chen Yi suddenly clasped his hands together.
Between his palms, the void that was originally three feet square emitted a teeth-grinding squeezing sound under the pull of his will and the runes.
The light refracted at bizarre angles in my palm.
The three-foot space was compressed to the thickness of a finger.
It became.
Chen Yi released his grip, and the compressed space instantly bounced back to its original state, stirring up a chaotic gust of air that whipped his clothes around.
This is not simply a release of power, but rather a sign that his control over the rules of space has reached a new level.
The changes brought about by this control are immediate.
When I tried to probe the shallow space with my soul again, the omnipresent, tearing sensation that threatened to rip my soul apart was much less intense.
In his hands, the Fixed Space Silver Disc was no longer just a shield, but more like a stable anchor point, helping him to counteract the inexplicable suction force of the Soul Realm.
The foundation has been laid solidly.
Chen Yi cast his gaze into the depths of the void, where a faint aura emanated, causing the thunder talisman within his body to stir restlessly.
It's time to get something really good.
[The Thunder Soul Inheritance of a Nascent Soul Powerhouse]
He flicked his wrist.
Several purple lightning whips, like venomous snakes emerging from their holes, instantly tore through the surface space and plunged into the hazy, shallow void.
Switching perspectives.
In the gaps where space overlapped, the small silver hammer still floated silently, radiating ripples that were barely visible to the naked eye.
Chen Yi did not touch the hammer directly.
The purple lightning whip drew a strange arc in the air, bypassing the hammer and reaching towards the deeper, darker area behind it that connected to the Soul Realm.
The true source is hidden there.
Purple lightning crackled and popped in the void.
This is a call from a shared source of power.
The innate lightning talisman within Chen Yi's body began to vibrate at a high frequency, transmitting a specific frequency along with the lightning whip.
It was like they had given each other a secret code.
Deep within the Soul Realm, a blinding purple light suddenly shone from the previously deathly darkness.
The lurking thunder talisman finally responded.
Several bolts of soul lightning traveled in the opposite direction from Chen Yi's lightning whip, domineering and sharp, carrying an aura of destruction.
Chen Yi was not surprised but rather pleased.
Instead of dodging, he activated his own lightning domain, allowing the incoming soul lightning to bombard his soul defenses.
The system was operating at full power, frantically analyzing the structure of this force.
We can handle it.
This is just a test.
The other party is confirming whether he is qualified to bear this power.
When the last bolt of soul lightning was perfectly absorbed by Chen Yi and transformed into his own spiritual power, the purple light seemed to have confirmed something. Its light instantly intensified, no longer an offensive lightning bolt, but a vast and ancient flow of information that poured in along the lightning whip.
A sudden boom went through my mind.
An aged yet still supremely majestic voice resounded in Chen Yi's mind.
[My juniors from the Thunder Soul Sect————]
[I am Lei Mingzi, a Supreme Elder of the sect, in charge of the Void Thunder Soul Talisman —]
Fragments of images came one after another.
An old man, crackling with purple lightning, held a thunder talisman. With every gesture, space shattered and thunder roared like a sea.
Opposite him stood a towering, silver giant, a Nascent Soul cultivator from the Silver Spirit Clan.
The battle was raging, and the old man had gained the upper hand, ready to deliver the decisive blow.
An unexpected change occurred.
Deep within the Soul Realm, an indescribable, pitch-black claw tore through space, ignoring all defenses and directly severely damaging the old man's soul.
That was a sneak attack from a higher dimension.
The old man was dragged into the abyss of the soul realm and could not escape.
In his desperate situation, unwilling to let his lineage be severed, he used his last strength to firmly lock the Silver Spirit Clan's supreme treasure, the "Silver Sky Hammer." Using it as an anchor point, he forcibly nailed a wisp of his remnant soul and core inheritance to this spatial rift, preventing them from drifting away into the depths of the Soul Realm.
Now, a thousand years have passed, and my lifespan is coming to an end.
[I now pass on the Void Thunder Soul Talisman, hoping that future generations will inherit the traditions of my Thunder Soul Sect.]
The sound gradually faded, replaced by densely packed diagrams of runes and cultivation methods.
Chen Yi closed his eyes and quickly sorted through this information.
His expression was somewhat strange, yet also somewhat shocked.
The methods of someone at the Nascent Soul stage are indeed beyond comprehension.
It turns out that when lightning magic reaches a high level, destruction is not the only path.
This senior Lei Mingzi actually followed the path of fusing space and lightning.
"Void Thunder Soul Talisman".
The framework of spatial runes was forcibly fused into the Purple Lightning Soul Thunder.
Ordinary soul lightning can only damage the physical body or the soul, but this Void Lightning Soul Talisman has the property of teleportation.
Ignore distance, ignore obstacles.
It can even penetrate spatial barriers and blast enemies hiding in shallow spaces or even in the Soul Realm.
This is like equipping a bullet with a time machine; it can hit exactly where you point it, and there's no way to defend against it.
Chen Yi greedily absorbed the knowledge passed down through generations.
This is not only an additional supernatural power for him, but also an epic patch to his innate thunder talisman.
The spatial runes that Silver Horn taught us before, although exquisite, were, after all, innate skills of the Silver Spirit Clan, and there was always a barrier between humans and them when they tried to learn them.
However, this Void Thunder Soul Talisman is a genuine technique of human cultivators. The two corroborate each other, and many previously obscure points suddenly become clear.
This is the second cornerstone he has formally stepped into the field of space.
pity.
Chen Yi opened his eyes, a hint of regret flashing in them.
The level difference is too great.
The contents of this inheritance are vast and boundless. Even with the system's assistance in devouring and analyzing them, he could only grasp the most basic small part in just a few days.
Forcing it in will only cause your soul to burst.
A throbbing pain was coming from my sea of consciousness, a warning that my soul was reaching its limit.
Chen Yi made an estimate.
To fully absorb the inheritance of this Void Thunder Soul Talisman, one must at least wait until their divine soul strength advances to the late stage of the fourth rank.
Only then will we have the resources to linger a little longer on the edge of this dangerous soul realm and take away all the good things left behind by our predecessors.
He sensed his own spiritual world and found that his spiritual power had been consumed by 70%.
In this ancient battlefield, this state is already at its limit. If it is consumed any more, it may be difficult to cope with unexpected situations. Moreover, the energy of the Sky-Stabilizing Silver Disc is also running out. Once this defensive barrier is lost, those strange things in the Soul Realm may come knocking at any time.
Too much to chew.
Know when to stop.
Chen Yi decisively severed the connection with the thunder talisman.
The Purple Lightning Soul Whip vanished instantly, and the Fixed Space Silver Disc transformed into a stream of light and slipped into the sleeve.
go.
There was no unnecessary delay.
A flash of purple lightning appeared beneath Chen Yi's feet.
This time, it's not just a simple lightning release.
The air in front of him suddenly split open like the surface of water, and a silver light appeared out of thin air—a shallow spatial passage that had been forcibly torn apart.
The purple lightning, enveloping its body, did not linger in this dimension and crashed directly into the silver light.
The person instantly evaporated on the spot.
This is not a visual residual caused by extreme speed, but a true disappearance.
Using the explosive power of the Purple Lightning Release, combined with the folding and jumping of the shallow space.
Several miles away.
Without warning, a ripple spread through the void, and a flash of silver light appeared.
Chen Yi's figure emerged amidst the burst of lightning.
He landed steadily and looked back.
At the edge of his vision, where he had just stood, a chaotic storm of spiritual energy erupted.
That was the aftershock generated when space closed, shredding the ground within a radius of tens of feet.
The sound then slowly drifted over.
Boom—!
A slight smile appeared on Chen Yi's lips.
This feeling is great.
In this ancient battlefield where spiritual energy is chaotic and laws are broken, conventional escape techniques are always affected by the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, making it difficult to fly fast or steadily.
However, spatial capabilities completely ignore these environmental factors.
It operates within the rules.
As expected, spatial abilities are always the primary means of escaping and saving one's life.
If Silver Horn were here and saw this scene, his jaw would probably drop to the ground.
The Silver Spirit Clan's prized talent was learned by a human in just a few days, and the human even developed creative ways to use it.
Combining spatial folding with lightning release, this speed is more than twice as fast as the "Spatial Blink" that Silver Horn used when he first entered the Nascent Soul stage.
Deep within his consciousness, his natal thunder soul was undergoing a qualitative change.
The once pure and violent lightning now has an obscure and incomprehensible silver-gray luster.
Those were spatial runes that were slowly taking shape. They moved and imprinted on the surface of the Thunder Soul like living things, and each flash caused a subtle distortion in the surrounding void.
If one can master this soul-path technique, which combines the destructive power of thunder with the spatial cutting power, even if one's cultivation level is only at the peak of the fourth rank, one might still have a fighting chance against the lofty Nascent Soul stage powerhouse.
Chen Yi slowly opened his eyes, a faint silver glint flashing deep within his pupils.
This trip to the ancient battlefield was extremely rewarding.
Although he only obtained a portion of the inheritance of the Void Soul Thunder Talisman, it was enough for him to digest for a long time.
Trying to do too much at once will only lead to failure; the remaining inheritance will have to wait for the next time.
In that place of inheritance, even the senior in the Nascent Soul stage was trapped and killed by the Void Soul Thunder Talisman, turning into a skeleton.
With past examples as examples, Chen Yi knew very well when to advance and when to retreat.
He stood up and patted off non-existent dust from his robes.
In a few flashes, he arrived at the agreed location hundreds of miles away from Ning Bu'er.
"Fairy Ning, let's go."
In the shadows not far away, Ning Bu'er silently stood up, her black dress as dark as ink, and stepped forward to Chen Yi's side. She seemed to realize that Chen Yi had gained a lot, and there was also joy in her eyes.
The secret realm has been open for more than half its time, and Chen Yi's mana and spiritual power have been greatly depleted.
The remaining opportunities are either too dangerous or incompatible with his path, so there's no need to risk his life for them.
As for Silver Horn, we'll see him again in twenty years.
Once he returns to Yinlei Peak to cultivate in seclusion and digest what he has gained, his strength will surely experience an explosive growth.
Two hours later.
At the edge of the ancient battlefield, where chaotic currents surged, the spatial barrier rippled like water.
A slender hand reached out and easily tore apart the spatial turbulence that was powerful enough to crush a Golden Core cultivator.
Chen Yi, dressed in a blue robe, strode out with a calm expression, followed by Ning Bu'er, who was equally expressionless.
The moment they landed, they sensed something was off.
The air is heavy and the atmosphere oppressive at the border between the Black Mountain Secret Realm and the ancient battlefield.
Dozens of powerful auras lingered here, clearly distinct.
On the left, Fairy Xuan Yin's face was as cold as frost, and her body was surrounded by eerie demonic flames as she stared intently at the old man opposite her.
The old man was wearing a crane-patterned Taoist robe, his full head of silver hair moved without wind, and his eyes were as sharp as an eagle's. He was none other than the late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, True Lord Crane Crest.
On the other side, more than ten Nascent Soul cultivators sat in a circle, surrounding a large monk like stars around the moon.
The monk, dressed in a monk's robe and with a solemn appearance, was none other than Yuanzhen of the Vajra Temple.
Since Yuan Lingling, Ji Wuchen and others gave up leading the team, Yuan Zhen relied on his physique, which was comparable to that of a demon beast, to withstand the damage from the two secret places despite the restrictions, and shared a lot of the spoils with everyone.
His reputation among rogue cultivators and Nascent Soul cultivators in minor sects is now at its zenith.
As soon as Chen Yi appeared, the previously noisy crowd fell silent for a moment.
Several pairs of eyes turned towards them simultaneously.
Yuanzhen paused slightly as she turned the prayer beads, then looked up at Chen Yi, a meaningful smile curving her lips.
The next moment, an overwhelming and terrifying pressure suddenly descended.
"So you are Chen Yi?!"
"You inexperienced youngster, how dare you ambush my disciple and resort to such underhanded tactics?!"
With a fierce shout, the sound waves rolled like thunder.
The divine sense power belonging to a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator transformed into an invisible giant claw, centered on this location, and descended upon Chen Yi from above.
The surrounding air crackled under the immense pressure, and several Nascent Soul cultivators who were nearby turned pale, staggering back several steps as their blood and qi churned.
This old monster attacked in a fit of rage, showing no intention of holding back.
If it were an ordinary early-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, being intimidated by this roar would likely result in immediate damage to their soul, forcing them to kneel and beg for mercy.
However, Chen Yi, who was at the center of the storm, did not stop moving.
The black and white light swirled subtly in his eyes.
hum!
A ripple, barely perceptible to the naked eye, spread out from him.
The overwhelming pressure of divine consciousness struck this layer of ripples, but it vanished instantly, like a mud ox sinking into the sea.
Within a radius of ten feet around Chen Yi and Ning Bu'er, the wind and water were completely calm, and not even the hem of their clothes was lifted.
Crane-Crowned True Lord's pupils contracted.
This kid—he blocked it so easily?
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