nyslfriends Chapter 1710 Speculation, Touching!
Chapter 1710 Speculation, Touching!
moment!
This question arose in Cheng Buzheng's mind.
Based on his understanding of the cultivation system in the lower realms, and the records in countless ancient books and secret texts,
And the secrets obtained from the progenitor of the Purgatory Clan...
For cultivators in the lower realms who wish to break through to the Void Refinement Realm, there are only two incredibly narrow and winding paths:
Firstly!
A sudden enlightenment of the laws leads directly to the heavens.
He forcefully pushed his understanding of a certain law of heaven and earth to the terrifying level of the third realm!
With that powerful source of laws that almost touched the very origin of the Dao, it forcefully blasted open the gate to the Void Refinement Realm!
But this road...
It's legendary!
It is absolutely impossible for anyone without extraordinary comprehension, unprecedented opportunities, and a Daoist heart as firm as primordial iron.
Its difficulty is hundreds of millions of times greater than that of an ordinary person ascending to heaven!
Even in the resource-rich spirit world, such beings are extremely rare.
Secondly!
Forge a Law-based Treasure Body!
Master the legendary "method of forging the Law-based Treasure Body".
With this supreme inheritance, an immortal body (the Law Treasure Body) containing the true seed of law was forged.
Thus, the power of laws naturally evolved, thereby breaking through the gate to the Void Refinement Realm!
This path is the mainstream righteous path for Void Refinement experts in the Spirit Realm, but in the lower realms...
The method for forging the Law-based Treasure Body has absolutely no trace of its origin.
Even most Nascent Soul cultivators are unaware of this method of breakthrough.
Even the jade slip that Cheng Buzheng obtained from the ancestor of the Purgatory Clan, despite his painstaking efforts and meticulous planning, was merely an incomplete method.
The fundamental principles remain shrouded in mystery, making it difficult to grasp the basics!
Let alone forging a Law-based Treasure Body?
"The first path—breaking through the barrier by comprehending the laws..."
"The idea of 'the lower realm' is a complete fallacy!"
Cheng Buzheng's thoughts were like the cold, sharp edge of a blade, resolute and decisive:
"The scarcity of high-level cultivation resources means that, not to mention the heaven-defying treasures that can assist in enlightenment and refine the origin of laws, even spiritual objects related to laws are extremely rare!"
In this environment...
Even if you have extraordinary wisdom, you can't cook without rice!
Just like the original self…
He recalled that he had consumed the Creation Heavenly Rhyme Vine Fruit, making him a top-tier individual in the lower realm in terms of comprehension.
"...To advance from the second realm of the Laws to the third realm, every step forward is like walking on thin ice, the path is long and arduous, and it requires a long period of time and endless effort!"
The threshold to break through to the third realm... is like being separated by a chaotic sea!
It requires extraordinary luck and a miraculous encounter to achieve this!
The lower bound's limit...
That's the peak of the Nascent Soul stage!
This is the ceiling locked down by resource scarcity!
So……
After eliminating the first dead end, the answer is obvious!
"There is only the second path: the Law-Based Treasure Body!!"
Cheng Buzheng's eyes flashed with a sharp light, as if he had seen through layers of fog:
"His race of Purgatory... must have a lineage!"
"And it must be a complete 'method for forging a Law-based Treasure Body'!"
This thought, like lightning, dispelled the fog in Cheng Buzheng's mind.
"As a descendant of a powerful being from the upper realm..."
As an ancient race that once ruled the Forbidden Sea for countless years...
Even after countless ages of rise and fall, the core lifeline concerning the highest inheritance of the race may still be...
Perhaps... it's hidden deep within!
Only in this way can we explain how a cultivator from the lower realm could survive in such a cutoff environment...
He actually broke through to the Void Refinement Realm by sheer force!
While a sense of clarity dawned, an even heavier pressure also descended upon them.
A cultivator who has mastered the complete inheritance of the Laws of Body Forging and possesses the Void Refinement Realm...
Cheng Buzheng's eyes were as deep and unfathomable as an ancient well.
"The following tests... are no longer child's play!"
Every appearance must be...with utmost caution!
This shows how important the words "Refining Emptiness" are to Cheng Buzheng.
Just as a tidal wave of emotions surged within Cheng Buzheng as he re-examined the true nature of this "High Priest of the Purgatory Clan"...
Beyond the void interlayer...
That chilling stillness seemed to be frozen solid for millennia.
however!
This absolute tranquility did not last long before it was completely shattered by a sound.
The high priest, whose complexion had returned to a rosy hue and whose breathing had become steady again, slowly raised his eyelids.
A cold gaze swept across the surroundings, and the corners of his mouth curled up.
"Fellow!"
"This priest knows that you are still lingering nearby!"
The sound came in layers, seemingly originating from all directions, or perhaps from the deepest abyss, forming invisible sound waves that surged and collided, echoed, and overlapped in the void.
The sound, which should have been swallowed up like a pebble thrown into a deep lake, was now unusually loud and piercing.
It was as if this silence itself was there to amplify and emphasize this sole sign of life.
"Now that you've come this far, why not show yourself?"
The sound paused slightly.
As if giving the other person time to consider their response, the calm tone then took on a more persuasive quality:
"We are all seekers of the Way here. Why don't we sit down and have an open and honest exchange?"
"Instead of being wary of each other and wasting our energy, we should find a solution."
Do you agree, fellow Daoist?
The lingering sound, like a faint thread, echoed and lingered in this void where the concept of time seemed to have vanished.
One breath...
Two breaths...
.........
Time seemed to be held back by a viscous, void-like substance, flowing slowly and heavily.
A full quarter of an hour passed, and every moment of waiting felt like an unbearable ordeal under invisible pressure.
This void remained as still as stagnant water, like an eternal painting drawn by an invisible brush, without the slightest ripple.
There was no trace of that familiar figure.
It was as if the previous interaction was just an illusion.
Standing in the void, surrounded by a faint aura of bloodlust, the high priest's usually impassive face was finally broken by a subtle movement.
Two thick, scarlet eyebrows, like tangled silkworms, suddenly converged inwards, carving a deep, bottomless furrow between them.
It seemed to contain endless confusion and a hint of resentment at being ignored.
"Ah……"
A very soft, cold laugh escaped almost imperceptibly from the depths of the blood-red robe.
A deep, dark glint flashed in his unfathomable eyes, which seemed to hold the churning of a sea of blood.
In an instant, hundreds of thoughts flashed through my mind like lightning, instantly calculating and deducing countless possibilities.
He seemed to have grasped a key point, and his furrowed brows suddenly relaxed.
The corners of that indifferent mouth actually curved into a barely perceptible smile, like the moment when ice and snow begin to melt.
"Fellow……"
The sound rang out again.
This time, His tone carried a more certain "understanding":
“I understand that you have your own difficulties.”
You fear this priest?
Fearing the insurmountable gap in strength,
Even more apprehensive about the unknown dangers that await after revealing themselves…
Speaking of this...
The high priest seemed to have made some kind of "concession," and his posture actually appeared three points more "sincere":
"No problem!
If my appearance makes you uneasy, you don't have to force yourself!
"What this priest requests is simply that we can achieve effective communication!"
He deliberately slowed his speech, each word like a carefully polished piece of jade, clearly and solemnly entering the void:
"This priest—at this moment, truly wishes to discuss a result with you, fellow Daoist!"
"otherwise……"
That calm tone suddenly turned cold, like a warm spring instantly turning into a cold autumn, the temperature in the air dropping sharply, an invisible sharpness piercing through the void:
"If this futile stalemate, this covert struggle, this tearing and exhaustion continues..."
To you!
To me!
There is absolutely no benefit to it!
It's nothing more than a pointless waste of our energy!
"It's better..."
The cold, sharp edge slowly softened, and the tone returned to "peaceful," yet carried a heavier weight:
"Why don't we discuss and come up with a plan that benefits both of us..."
"Regardless of whether you are on the path of pursuing the Great Way?"
As he spoke, the high priest's gaze seemed to pierce through the void, landing on the potential listener:
"But as far as this priest is concerned..."
"This is all a fortunate thing."
Fellow Daoist, what do you think?
The voice possessed a strange magic, carrying both undeniable pressure and a seemingly reasonable invitation to cooperation.
It not only penetrated space, but also seemed to strike directly into the depths of the soul.
.........
really!
This last paragraph struck Cheng Buzheng precisely, hidden behind layers of void barriers in a spatial interlayer!
In the depths of those eyes, which shimmered with a mysterious dark golden light and seemed capable of piercing through nothingness, the initial wariness and sharpness receded like a tide.
Instead, there was an extremely complex and sluggish look.
Thoughts collided and tug-of-war fiercely in the lake of my heart.
These words were indeed like a precise carving knife, deeply carving into the most struggling corner of Cheng Buzheng's heart!
Ultimately, the reason he was reluctant to leave was never to possess it exclusively!
Instead—sharing!
Let us share this tremendous opportunity!
As for complete exclusivity?
Can he single-handedly seize this heaven-defying opportunity?
Of course I've had that thought!
But that was before, not now.
now!
His mind was as clear as a mirror, that—
That's nothing but a delusional rambling that leads to self-destruction!
Why?
A chasm that stretches across the sky is enough to crush all fantasies!
There was a real and undeniable connection between him, a cultivator at the Nascent Soul stage, and the high priest before him, clad in blood-red robes, possessing an aura as deep as a prison and unfathomable abilities.
A whole new realm!
Just as fireflies are compared to the bright moon, and mud is compared to solid steel!
This is a crushing defeat on the level of pure cultivation, a fundamental difference in the level of life!
This is a huge gap that cannot be easily bridged by ordinary secret techniques, tricks, magical treasures, or even one or two trump cards!
certainly…
A faint glimmer of hope had briefly appeared in Cheng Buzheng's heart—
If one could completely control the world-shaking array covering the entire Forbidden Sea, and use its vast and unparalleled power—enough to suppress the starry sea—as a weapon, and fight with all one's might, perhaps...
Is there really a sliver of hope for a comeback?
嗏
This last glimmer of hope had already been completely shattered by the high priest in their brief previous confrontation!
The most crucial move has already been anticipated by the opponent!
Moreover, the other party also possesses core permissions, earlier and more deeply!
hope.
It was completely severed at that very moment!
It was precisely because Cheng Buzheng had completely seen through this cold reality—
Lacking strength, lacking backup plans, lacking that crucial trump card to counterattack...
Sharing this opportunity is the ultimate goal that Cheng Buzheng can pursue now, after weighing the pros and cons!
This is the biggest piece of the pie he can win in this deadly situation where the odds are so stacked against him!
Want more?
That's no different from a beggar coveting the Dragon Palace's treasure; it's nothing short of courting death!
There is absolutely no possibility of it.
at this point……
Cheng Buzheng saw through it all, as if he could see right through autumn water!
Therefore, that hesitation, though genuine, was merely a momentary weighing of thoughts amidst a flurry of activity.
Almost the instant the thought crossed his mind, he made a decision.
but……!
A subtle, almost icy smile appeared on Cheng Buzheng's lips.
Cheng Buzheng's ability to reach this point in the dog-eat-dog, treacherous world of cultivation, achieving the Nascent Soul stage by stepping over countless corpses, is not due to naivety!
How do you deal with this old monster who has lived for countless years, whose blood-stained robes conceal endless mysteries?
The slightest oversight!
Even a seemingly insignificant decision...
They could all become the most crucial and potentially fatal bait in the perfectly laid trap set by the other party!
cautious!
This word was etched into Cheng Buzheng's very bones and soul like a brand.
In the blink of an eye, he flipped his wrist with lightning speed!
Swish!
A talisman, no bigger than the palm of his hand, with mysterious runes flowing along its edges and a texture that resembled jade but was not, silently slipped out of his sleeve!
The paper figure emanated a faint yet pure spiritual energy fluctuation.
Not bad.
This paper figure is one of the several paper figures that I carried with me when I escorted the paper figure that was my natal spiritual treasure.
Then, a glint of light flashed at Cheng Buzheng's fingertip, and a ray of light merged into the paper figure's brow.
next moment!
The talisman moved without wind, drifting down gracefully!
hum-
The air trembled almost imperceptibly.
The paper figure swelled in the wind, its runes blazing brightly!
In the blink of an eye, a tall, straight figure in a gray robe, with a face as stiff as a stone carving, materialized on the spot!
A powerful Nascent Soul Realm spiritual pressure spread unchecked from this figure!
His body was surrounded by flowing light and boundless spiritual power, exuding awe-inspiring power. Apart from his empty eyes and a trace of life force, he was almost indistinguishable from a true cultivator!
at the same time!
Cheng Buzheng's true form lightly touched the air beneath his feet, as if stepping on some kind of invisible step!
Whoa!
Like a drop of ink dissolving into a vast ocean, he appeared out of nowhere, without warning, without creating the slightest ripple in space, and without any sign of energy dissipation—it was utterly abrupt.
Vanish out of thin air!
It was as if they had never been there!
His true form appeared the instant this paper figure materialized...
They have silently and imperceptibly moved to the depths of another completely different void node!
Next!
A deep, husky voice pierced through the void barrier and resounded throughout the land.
It seems to originate from all directions, yet its source cannot be traced!
"Brother Dao!"
"Since you have shown such sincerity..."
"If I were to refuse again, wouldn't that be rather ungrateful?"
The voice rolled across the void like muffled thunder, carrying a perfectly timed sense of "reflection" and "being persuaded."
Every word vibrated, bounced, and resonated repeatedly in this vast emptiness.
Finally, it completely merged into this silence.
The sound was also handled exceptionally well.
It was as if every grain of dust and every fold in space was echoing.
This created a perfect and massive sound trap.
To harness all the sensory power to seek the source...
Cut it all off!
...(End of chapter)