Novel11 #598 - The dust has settled
#598 - The dust has settled
The surrounding three thousand elite soldiers were dumbfounded at the sight. They had never seen such a bizarre and powerful technique. Li Chengfeng's every move filled them with unprecedented shock and awe.
Long Tianqi hurriedly stepped forward and respectfully said, "Young Master is wise! I have discovered that the strength of this third level is too terrifying. Even if a true Deity Transformation stage cultivator enters it, I am afraid it would be difficult to escape unscathed. Your ability to possess such a shocking technique is truly our good fortune!"
Li Chengfeng smiled slightly, his gaze directed towards the unknown world of wandering souls in the distance, his heart filled with both anticipation and apprehension.
He knew that the power there was too strong, and with his current cultivation level, he could not easily venture into it. However, he was not discouraged, but instead became even more determined in his beliefs.
With a gentle wave of his hand, he left a coordinate in the void, preparing to explore the secrets here when his strength became greater in the future.
"Although this place is good, I cannot stay here for long. The road ahead is still long, and I need to continue forward to pursue an even higher realm." Li Chengfeng's voice was firm and powerful, as if he was declaring his determination and courage to the entire cultivation world.
Li Chengfeng breathed a sigh of relief. With a slight movement of his fingertip, an ancient and profound aura quietly merged into the surrounding void, weaving into an extremely complex magic array, like the most exquisite chain in the world, firmly binding this secret place under his will.
From then on, this space became his haven at will, arriving and leaving with a single thought, becoming the most secret base in his heart.
However, the price of each shuttle was the reverse flow of spiritual power in his body like a river, and the consumption was so great that he would never set foot there easily unless it was a critical moment.
After completing all these arrangements, Li Chengfeng closed his eyes and focused his mind. As his heart surged, a magnificent historical scroll slowly unfolded behind him. It was a rushing river, spanning time and space, vast and boundless. The three thousand forbidden-armored cultivators led by Long Tianqi, like meteors streaking across the night sky, instantly disappeared into the long river, their traces difficult to find.
Li Chengfeng moved his mind again, and the long river of history suddenly returned to nothingness. The surroundings returned to silence, leaving only him, standing in this lonely place, but his heart was calm.
Having advanced to the early stage of the Nascent Soul realm, Li Chengfeng's spiritual power was surging like a tide. With every gesture, he possessed an extraordinary aura, like an immortal descending into the world.
His understanding of the laws of heaven and earth had reached an unprecedented depth. The techniques of the early Nascent Soul stage were as clear as a mirror in his heart. By deducing them to the extreme, he only needed to follow this path of cultivation to move forward steadily, unafraid of wind and rain.
This world is bizarre and unpredictable, with wandering souls drifting about. For outsiders, it is no different from a land of death.
Even a powerful Deity Transformation stage expert, without supplies, would find it difficult to escape death, let alone return to reality, because there is an insurmountable barrier between this space and the outside world, like the separation between the Spirit Realm and the Demon Realm, which cannot be penetrated without a cultivation base above the Integration stage.
But Li Chengfeng is different. He has a deep foundation. Since the Qi Refining stage, he has been immersed in the rules of Taoism, deducing techniques, and cultivating secret arts. He is even more familiar with the method of space teleportation, as if it were at his fingertips.
The coordinates set in the outside world are like the key in his hand. No matter where he is, he can find his way home.
At this moment, he stared at the Myriad Poison Pearl in his hand. This spiritual treasure, which once made countless creatures terrified, now only has an empty shell left, losing its former glory.
However, a hint of determination flashed in Li Chengfeng's eyes. With a thought, he chanted a magic formula, and the Myriad Poison Pearl slowly emitted a faint light in his hand, as if a long-dormant dragon was about to awaken, and a trace of vitality quietly revived under the nourishment of magic power.
This pearl, in Li Chengfeng's eyes, is undoubtedly a rare treasure. It has never shown him any malice, but instead inspired him with the whimsical idea of integrating it into his own spells.
This idea, like a seed, took root, sprouted, and grew vigorously in the depths of his heart.
And the gray mist contained in the pearl made him even more awestruck. It was a strange power so powerful that it could make any creature terrified, and once contaminated, it could deprive the opponent of strength and will.
Li Chengfeng secretly vowed in his heart that he would perfectly integrate this pearl with his future Tracking and Tracing Art, so that it could bloom with even more dazzling light in his hands.
Even if the pearl itself has no intention of bullying, under his exquisite techniques and endless memories, it will eventually become the sharpest sword in his hand, giving the enemy the most fatal blow.
A cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. With a thought, a pair of space wings suddenly unfolded behind Li Chengfeng, with lightning wandering on them, flashing with dazzling light.
With a gentle wave, the space wings flapped, and he had already broken through the void like lightning, instantly stepping into the third level of this wandering soul space.
On the third level, the wandering souls were denser and stronger, and there were many Deity Transformation stage experts among them. But Li Chengfeng's purpose was clear. What he wanted to capture was such a powerful soul.
Without hesitation, he released his own aura, integrating his entire body into the Shengjie space. The Myriad Poison Pearl turned into a huge wandering soul, like a ghost in the darkness, quietly shuttling between the wandering souls.
Wherever it went, those wandering souls seemed to have encountered a natural enemy, and they all let out horrified screams, trying to escape this terrible giant wandering soul.
However, all struggles were in vain. They could only be ruthlessly devoured and turned into a part of the gray mist of the Myriad Poison Pearl.
The wandering soul transformed by Li Chengfeng caused wails of misery wherever it went. The fiery screams never stopped. Where had those wandering souls seen such a fierce opponent? They could only retreat desperately.
However, Li Chengfeng had only one goal, and that was the red wandering soul.
This wandering soul had reached the Deity Transformation stage, and it was the goal he was determined to achieve on this trip.
He knew very well that although these wandering souls were powerful, they could not leave this space. Once exposed to the sunlight, their strength would be greatly reduced, and they might not even be able to survive. This was the rule here, and it was also the reliance on which he could do whatever he wanted here.
What made Li Chengfeng even more delighted was that the flow of time here was a thousand times different from the outside world, which meant that if he cultivated here for a year, only a few days would have passed outside.
Such unique conditions made him even more confident in capturing this red wandering soul.
The wandering soul he transformed into was like a black lightning bolt, heading straight for the red wandering soul. A contest of strength and wisdom was about to be staged in this strange wandering soul space.
In this space where the flow of time differed from the outside world by a thousand times, although Li Chengfeng possessed a thousand years of cultivation time, he also knew that he could not stay for long.
The rules here, the powerful Deity Transformation stage wandering souls, and the more unknown wandering souls in the lower levels all made him maintain a high degree of vigilance and caution.
He knew very well that every action must be precise and swift, so as not to fall into unpredictable danger.
When the roaring red wandering soul rushed over, Li Chengfeng not only did not have the slightest fear, but instead smelled an opportunity for advancement.
He understood that these Deity Transformation stage wandering souls were exactly the souls of devouring that he was pursuing.
Faced with the threat of the wandering soul, Li Chengfeng remained unmoved. He used black mist as armor, easily wrapping it, so that the wandering soul was riddled with holes and swallowed in the chaos.