newbobooks Chapter 306 Yin-Yang Soul Seed, the Path to Godhood
Chapter 306 Yin-Yang Soul Seed, the Path to Godhood
Chapter 306 Yin-Yang Soul Seed, the Path to Godhood
Silver Horn stared at Chen Yi's calm face, his teeth aching slightly.
Those promises he made would have been enough to make a Nascent Soul True Monarch fight to the death in the outside world, but this guy didn't even lift an eyelid.
A true master is a true master; their vision is terrifyingly high.
Silver Horn sighed inwardly, knowing that without pulling out all the stops, there was no way he could persuade this powerful figure to cooperate.
He gritted his teeth, his voice extremely low, carrying a sense of desperate gamble: "If you can help me obtain that clan-protecting spiritual treasure, not to mention the previous conditions, I can even try to beg the clan leader to grant me a fifth-tier Thunder Fruit!"
Fifth order?!
These two words struck Chen Yi's heart like a heavy hammer.
His fingers stiffened almost imperceptibly for a moment.
A fifth-tier spiritual object is a supreme treasure corresponding to the Nascent Soul stage.
In today's world of cultivation, where resources are increasingly scarce, this level of rare and precious materials almost only exist in legends or in the secret vaults of top sects that have been passed down for thousands of years.
Chen Yi's once calm heart was now turbulent.
The Silver Spirit Clan's resources were even more terrifying than he had anticipated.
The fact that they can produce a fifth-tier Heavenly Fruit indicates that their clan must have a living Nascent Soul Heavenly Lord in charge.
What an incredibly wealthy and lucrative dog.
Chen Yi's Adam's apple bobbed slightly, and an instinctive greed clamored for him to agree.
But he quickly suppressed the impulse.
The higher the price offered by Silver Corner, the more outrageously dangerous the place is.
While fifth-tier resources are valuable, one must be alive to enjoy them.
The forbidden area deep within that ancient battlefield was so dangerous that even the Silver Spirit Clan, with its profound heritage, dared not venture in. They had to seek help from outsiders everywhere, and the depths of the area were unfathomable.
Chen Yi tapped his knee lightly with his fingertips twice, but ultimately shook his head.
"I have felt your sincerity, fellow Daoist."
His tone was calm, with just the right amount of regret, "It's just that the place is extremely dangerous and unpredictable, and I, Chen, am not really confident at the moment."
The light in Silver Horn's eyes dimmed.
"but--
—
Chen Yi changed the subject, not completely blocking the way, after all, a fifth-tier lightning fruit is something that can only be encountered by chance.
"As you know, cultivation depends on opportunity. The situation on this ancient battlefield is constantly changing. If the time is right in the future, it's not entirely impossible to discuss it."
Let's just draw the pie here first. As for whether to eat it or when to eat it, that's up to you.
"I've just had some insights right now and am preparing to go into seclusion for a while. As for exploring deeper into the world, I'll think about that later."
Upon hearing this, Silver Horn showed no disappointment but instead revealed a knowing smile.
really.
How could a big shot like that be easily swayed?
The refusal just now was clearly a test of my sincerity and patience. As long as I didn't completely rule it out, there's still a chance!
"Fellow Daoist is absolutely right!"
Silver Horn immediately seized the opportunity, his attitude becoming even more respectful than before. "Sharpening the axe won't delay the work of chopping wood. Fellow Daoist, please feel free to go into seclusion. I, Silver Horn, will not disturb you at all. I can also take this opportunity to rest and recuperate in this precious place."
He was making his plans perfectly clear in his mind.
In the days to come, even if it means losing all sense of shame, we have to cling to this powerful figure.
Anyway, this ancient battlefield is a mixed bag, and not many people know Silver Horn. Even if he serves as someone's follower for a few days, the news won't get back to the clan.
If we can really get back the clan's treasured artifact with this guy's help, who can compete with him for the position of the next clan leader?
With that in mind, Silver Horn immediately took action.
Instead of returning to his original location, he deliberately went around in circles and chose a new spot.
The location was chosen with great care.
The distance from the Bodhi tree where Chen Yi sat was neither too far nor too close, but just at the node of the outer warning circle.
This way, one can enjoy some of the greenery emanating from the Enlightenment Tree without disturbing Chen Yi.
He sat cross-legged, adopting a protective posture, his eyes scanning the surroundings warily.
To outsiders, this prodigy of the Silver Spirit Clan appeared to be a loyal and devoted guard.
Chen Yi glanced at Silver Horn's movements, said nothing, and simply closed his eyes slowly.
That Silver Horn guy is quite sensible.
Since someone was willing to watch the gate for free, he was happy to have some peace and quiet.
At this moment, Chen Yi's mind quickly calmed down.
The ancient Bodhi tree above his head swayed gently, and the invisible Daoist energy fell like a drizzle, seeping into his sea of consciousness.
That mysterious feeling welled up in my heart again.
His consciousness seemed to break free from the constraints of his physical body, entering a wondrous state—the initial separation of heaven and earth revealing yin and yang.
With the support of this powerful comprehension, the previously obscure and difficult-to-understand subsequent techniques of the "Refining God Technique" in his mind now appeared clearly, like a finely detailed blueprint that had been disassembled.
To reshape one's true self within the realm of the soul.
This is not a simple condensation of divine consciousness, but rather the construction of an absolutely controlled "divine soul self" in the chaotic and undeveloped world of the divine soul, with one's own thoughts as the core, the origin of the divine soul as the foundation, and thunder soul runes and yin-yang five elements runes as bricks and tiles.
Chen Yi's consciousness surged within his sea of consciousness.
This is not just a breakthrough in technique, but a leap in the level of life.
Once this "divine soul self" is successfully constructed, it is as if a nascent soul has been conceived in the sea of consciousness.
It will replace Chen Yi's originally scattered divine consciousness, directly communicating with the divine soul and touching those more fundamental...
The more fundamental and essential rules of the Great Dao.
This is the ticket to the path to becoming a deity.
It is also an essential hurdle to overcome in the future when one moves towards the realm of refining emptiness and condensing the Yang spirit.
A strong sense of enlightenment rose in Chen Yi's heart.
This is the road.
Even with the aid of the Bodhi tree, he could still clearly perceive the difficulty of this path.
One must possess the spiritual perception to see through heaven and earth.
There must be a complete and powerful system of Daoist runes.
One must possess a sufficiently pure and vast spiritual power, like the ocean.
It also requires a top-tier soul cultivation technique that points directly to the Great Dao.
Finally, we must also add the ethereal yet crucial element of the Grand Fortune.
Indispensable.
If it were anyone else, they would probably have given up long ago when faced with such harsh conditions.
But Chen Yi's heart was completely clear.
Disaster?
In the pursuit of immortality and enlightenment, which step is not difficult?
Now that we've identified the direction and have a starting point, all that's left is to persevere and work diligently.
If you take it one step at a time, you'll eventually reach the top.
The moment this thought crossed his mind, a monstrous wave surged within his consciousness.
With an iron will and clear thinking.
Chen Yi's spiritual world began to tremble violently.
In the depths of that hazy, chaotic void, a wisp of pure and powerful yang energy of heaven arose out of thin air and crashed down from the heavens.
At the same time, the abyss beneath the earth cracked open, and a wisp of extremely yin and gentle earth energy rose gently.
One is clear, the other is turbid; one is yang, the other is yin.
Two completely opposite yet co-originating energies collided violently at the core of Chen Yi's soul.
There was no explosion, no destruction.
Guided by Chen Yi's powerful will, they began to chase, entwine, and merge with each other.
Spin.
It spun wildly.
The surrounding divine soul power was frantically devoured and compressed by this vortex.
After an unknown amount of time, the two energies finally merged into one, transforming into a small black and white ball no bigger than a thumb.
It floated quietly in the center of the sea of consciousness, looking inconspicuous, with a grayish halo flowing across its surface.
However, upon closer inspection, one can sense the terrifying pressure contained within.
That was the divine soul power that was faintly touching the threshold of the late fourth stage!
But this is not enough.
The mere balance of Yin and Yang is insufficient to encompass the Dao of Chen Yi.
His path also possesses a domineering and overwhelming force.
Chen Yi had a sudden thought.
In the realm of the soul, it felt as if an invisible giant hand was forcefully probing into the void.
Rumble—!
Countless thunderclaps exploded in his mind, silver snakes danced wildly, and lightning tore through the chaos.
This is the Soul Thunder he forged through countless trials and tribulations in the sea of lightning.
"Gather!"
Chen Yi muttered to himself.
As if heeding a command, the thunderbolts in the sky converged madly towards the center.
Deep within the Soul Thunder, an extremely dazzling golden light was forcibly extracted.
That is the origin of Golden Thunder.
The golden lightning twisted and stretched in the air, eventually transforming into a complex and intricate golden chain, which crashed down with an aura of world destruction.
bite-
A clear, crisp sound resonated throughout the sea of consciousness.
The golden lightning rune chain precisely wrapped around the yin-yang sphere, embedding itself deeply within it, like tree roots digging into the soil, taking root and flourishing.
The golden light intertwined with the black and white energies, exuding an ancient and boundless Daoist aura.
At this moment, Chen Yi felt a tearing pain deep in his soul, followed by an indescribable sense of clarity and fulfillment.
It became.
He slowly opened his eyes, and a golden glint seemed to flash deep within them before disappearing.
A deep sense of fatigue washed over me like a tide, and even lifting a finger felt like a struggle.
This kind of consumption is not only the depletion of spiritual power, but also the overdraft of mental strength.
But Chen Yi's lips couldn't help but curl upwards.
Thanks to the extraordinary effects of this Bodhi seed that grants enlightenment, he actually completed the most difficult initial stage in one go.
That yin-yang sphere wrapped in golden lightning chains was the prototype of his divine soul and the seed of his future path.
In the future, whether it is to break through to the Nascent Soul stage or to look forward to the unattainable Refinement of the Void Yang God, it will all be based on this foundation, constantly evolving and endlessly regenerating.
Once the foundation is laid, a towering building will be just around the corner.
Deep within the sea of consciousness, the wind and thunder gradually faded away.
The originally chaotic spiritual realm has now taken on a strange order under the influence of countless Daoist auras and verdant energy.
Two streams of energy, one black and one white, swirled slowly in the center of the mind like two fish swimming head to tail. Each rotation seemed to be expounding some kind of profound truth of the universe.
At the yin-yang eye, the golden lightning no longer throbbed violently, but transformed into a gentle flow, quietly flowing along the yin-yang dividing line, like a golden dragon vein, firmly locking the entire foundation of the soul.
This is the foundation.
Chen Yi looked inward at himself, examining the nascent form of his divine soul.
He doesn't lack cultivation techniques for spiritual cultivation for the time being.
However, they are still far from reaching the level of a Nascent Soul cultivator.
That is not just the accumulation of power, but a qualitative change from nothing to something, requiring a great opportunity in the Dao and a massive amount of spiritual resources to fill it.
That's something that can't be rushed; we'll see when the time comes.
Currently, the Yin-Yang Golden Thunder Divine Soul Foundation has already taken initial shape.
The road has been paved; all that's left is to work diligently and patiently.
The next step is to refine this foundation, comprehend the essence of heaven and earth, use one's soul as a brush to inscribe one's own Dao patterns in the sea of consciousness, absorb the power of the soul, and finally create one's own soul self.
The path to divine transformation has become clear.
Through the inspiration of enlightenment, Chen Yi gained a clear understanding.
He let out a long breath, which transformed into a lingering, white ribbon of divine intent before him.
With his mind returning to normal, Chen Yi opened his eyes again.
The moment his gaze focused, he saw Silver Horn sitting not far from him, maintaining an extremely stiff posture, staring at him in disbelief as if struck by lightning.
Silver Horn's Adam's apple bobbed up and down, his eyes filled with existential doubt.
Half an hour.
In just half an hour!
In Silver Horn's perception, the past half hour had been nothing short of a nightmare.
Chen Yi's absorption speed of the Enlightenment Green Essence was several times faster than when he first entered!
The boundless Daoist aura and verdant greenery were like a flood that had found its outlet, pouring madly into Chen Yi's crown chakra.
That's not cultivation, that's plunder!
If we were to measure it in terms of quantity and have Silverhorn digest and absorb it, he would need to absorb all that greenery for at least two whole months without sleep!
When he first came in, he thought that Chen Yi's speed of absorbing the green essence of enlightenment was already the limit. At that time, he thought he could barely see the other's back.
In retrospect, he misjudged the situation.
That's completely wrong.
This is the true strength of the master. Having just entered the Nascent Soul realm, his utilization and control of divine sense has reached a terrifying level.
The big shot has finally stopped pretending!
With so much enlightenment green energy absorbed, Silver Horn, who was very close to Chen Yi, could even clearly sense that Chen Yi's divine sense was undergoing a fundamental leap.
The moment Chen Yi opened his eyes...
boom!
Silver Horn's pupils suddenly contracted.
He seemed to see a huge black and white yin-yang diagram flash by behind Chen Yi, and as the diagram rotated, it emitted a terrifying pressure that made people tremble.
That feeling —
Heavy, vast, and unfathomable.
It was almost identical to the aura emanating from a certain Nascent Soul stage elder in the clan!
However, Chen Yi's cultivation level is clearly only at the early stage of the Nascent Soul realm!
Is this reasonable? No, it's not!
"Great Fellow Daoist, have you finished your cultivation?"
Silver Horn swallowed hard, his voice dry and strained.
He didn't even dare to look Chen Yi in the eye, for fear that the lingering lightning in his eyes would pierce his soul.
Chen Yi was slightly taken aback by his reaction.
He immediately realized that he had been so engrossed in his cultivation that he had lost control and had somewhat frightened the young genius of the Silver Spirit Clan.
next moment.
With a slight thought, Chen Yi quietly activated his concealment technique.
The suffocating aura that had enveloped him instantly receded like a tide, especially the divine sense within the Yin-Yang Sphere, which had reached the peak of the mid-stage of the fourth rank, which was now sealed away layer by layer in the deepest part of his sea of consciousness.
In the blink of an eye.
The terrifying oppressive feeling of being in the late Nascent Soul stage vanished without a trace.
Chen Yi transformed back into an ordinary, harmless cultivation youth with a steady aura and gentle eyes.
The speed of his change of expression and the perfection of his concealment of his aura made Silver Horn's eyelids twitch.
If he hadn't just witnessed it with his own eyes, he would have thought he was hallucinating.
"We'll take a break for halftime."
Chen Yi stretched his neck, making a crisp sound, and said with a relaxed expression, "This Enlightenment Tree is truly remarkable."
After saying that, he looked at Silver Horn, who was huddled in the corner, and asked with a sincere look of doubt, "By the way, this kind of opportunity is so rare, a once-in-a-lifetime chance, why aren't you cultivating and meditating? What are you doing sitting there in a daze?"
puff.
Silver Horn felt as if he had been shot in the chest.
He opened his mouth, his face turning a deep purplish-red.
"I..."
Silver Horn managed to utter a single word, the rest stuck in his throat.
He felt a tightness in his chest and was so wronged that he wanted to cry.
Cultivation?
I want to cultivate too!
Just now, when you were gulping down everything, the scraps that leaked out completely filled my mind, making my head buzz.
I have to stop and rest! One more puff and I'll explode!
Seeing Chen Yi's innocent expression that seemed to say, "Why don't you try harder?", the last spark of competitiveness in Silver Horn's heart was completely extinguished.
Sigh, you really can't compare people.
Silver Horn sighed deeply in his heart.
I, Silver Horn, consider myself the pride of my clan, bearing the bloodline of the Silver Spirit. I thought that this rebirth would restore the glory of the Silver Spirit clan.
But once they emerged, compared to these powerful seniors among the myriad talents of the heavens, their light was like a firefly vying for brilliance with the bright moon—utterly dim.
The gap is too big.
This is not just a difference in cultivation level, but a complete crushing defeat in terms of talent, foundation, and comprehension.
That person is truly powerful; one has to admire them!
At this moment, Silver Horn was completely convinced of Chen Yi's superiority, and he no longer had any intention of fighting or competing with Chen Yi.
Even the slightest thought of that is an insult to one's intelligence.
Since you can't beat them, join them. Follow the leaders, and you'll at least get a share!
Silver Horn made a silent decision, and the expression on his face instantly became even more respectful.
It was around this time.
A flash of light appeared on the light screen outside the Bodhi tree, and the aura of a cultivator squeezed in.
The monk Yuanzhen, who had been kicked out by Yinjiao earlier, barged in again.
This time, he looked even more exhausted, and his once neat monk's robe had several charred marks, clearly indicating that the outer restrictions were not easy to break through.
The Buddhist relic he held in his hand, imbued with an ancient will, now shone even dimmer, as if it might be extinguished at any moment.
Yuanzhen was panting heavily, sweat dripping down his bald head.
But it must be said that Yuanzhen does have some skill.
Because after so much time, even top geniuses like Ji Wuchen and Yuan Lingling haven't even gotten close to the door, but this monk has already gone in and out twice.
This perseverance and skill are worthy of his bald head and the original form of the Vajra Temple's teachings.
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