novelhk Chapter 351 Soul Healing, Advancing to Late Stage 4 Divine Sense
Chapter 351 Soul Healing, Advancing to Late Stage 4 Divine Sense
Chapter 351 Soul Healing, Advancing to the Late Fourth Stage of Divine Sense
"Zi La Yi"
Two completely different forces collided violently.
The Yin-Yang Dragon-Snake Transformation Poison was extremely stubborn, like a maggot clinging to his bone, tightly binding his very soul.
However, under the dual attack of the purer and more domineering soul lightning and the power of yin and yang divine consciousness, it was eventually torn open, releasing wisps of black and white aura.
It can be resolved!
Once Chen Yi made up his mind, he immediately activated the system.
An invisible suction force suddenly appeared, swallowing up all the toxins that had just dissipated.
The next moment, a strange warm current returned, causing Chen Yi's expression to change slightly.
This toxin—it can actually enhance his Yin-Yang Divine Soul Power?
He could clearly sense that the invisible barrier of his Yin-Yang Divine Soul, which had already reached the peak of the mid-stage of the fourth rank, was slowly dissolving under the impact of this pure energy.
His spiritual power is steadily advancing towards the late stage of the fourth rank.
This is not all.
As the toxins were continuously consumed and transformed, Chen Yi's understanding of the Yin-Yang Dao also deepened accordingly.
Previously, Ji Yinglong's supernatural powers of evolving heaven and earth and communicating with the origin were no longer so unfathomable in his eyes. The Daoist rhyme and profound principles contained within were peeled away layer by layer and clearly seen by him.
It turned out to be the case.
It turns out that the principles of Yin and Yang can be applied in this way.
Three months passed in the blink of an eye.
When Chen Yi opened his eyes again, the black and white colors in his eyes flashed by, and his aura became even more profound and unpredictable.
The wisp of Yin-Yang Dragon-Snake Transformation Poison that had been lingering deep within his soul had been completely devoured and refined by him.
His understanding of Yin and Yang in his Refining Spirit Technique has reached a completely new level, and he is only one step away from true mastery.
He glanced at Ning Bu'er, who was still sitting quietly to the side. Her face was still pale, and her breathing was somewhat weak.
Can't wait any longer.
Chen Yi transmitted a gentler method of dual cultivation of spirit and soul to Ning Bu'er through his divine sense.
"Fuji, I will enter your soul world in a moment. All you need to do is completely open your soul, do not resist in any way, and absolutely trust me."
His voice was gentle yet firm.
"I will use my power to draw out the toxins from your body and transfer them into mine, where I will then refine them."
Ning Bu'er's long eyelashes trembled slightly as she slowly opened her eyes.
There was no doubt in her eyes, only complete trust.
She nodded obediently, and once again, took off her silk stockings, revealing her two jade-like calves. Then she leaned against the bed and lay down quietly.
Chen Yi then got onto the bed and sat down next to her.
He reached out and gently placed his warm fingertips on her smooth forehead.
Their brows touched.
The two simultaneously activated their cultivation techniques, their spiritual power converging at their brows to form an invisible bridge.
Buzz—
A soft buzzing sound resounded at the level of the soul.
Chen Yi's soul followed the bridge beam and slowly sank into a brand new world.
This is Ning Bu'er's spiritual world.
The sky was pale purple, and the ground was dark black.
In the depths of this desolate world, a slender figure huddled up.
It was a little girl, with long, bare legs, hugging herself tightly.
She sat aloofly in the center of this space of interwoven purple and black souls, like a sculpture that had been sleeping for ten thousand years, waiting.
Her appearance was exactly the most primordial form of Ning Bu'er's soul.
Chen Yi's soul condensed into a phantom and slowly approached.
Purple soul lightning runes flowed across the girl's body, intricate yet powerful, each pulsation containing destructive force.
At the same time, jet-black demonic flame runes snaked and clung to her skin, emanating a scorching and sinister aura.
Both of these forces, whichever they are, have reached a terrifying extreme.
If it were any ordinary cultivator's soul, it would probably be instantly incinerated into nothingness upon even a slight approach, leaving not even ashes.
However, Chen Yi's soul was different.
His illusory soul was surrounded by black and white light, which was the radiance of the fusion of Yin and Yang divine consciousness, flowing endlessly and containing the universe within.
Within these yin and yang colors, there leaps even more profound and domineering purple soul lightning runes than Ning Bu'er's.
The two types of soul lightning runes, instead of repelling each other, seemed to have found their common origin and began to echo each other, emitting subtle resonance.
The girl's eyelashes trembled slightly as she slowly raised her head. Her clear, cool eyes looked at Chen Yi, showing no surprise, only a familiarity and trust that transcended time and space.
Chen Yi's illusory soul reached out his hand, and his black and white palm gently covered the girl's head.
In an instant, an indescribable connection was established between the two.
There were no words, no movements, only the pure essence of the soul fully opened and silently merged at this moment.
This is a union that transcends the mortal body, an entanglement of consciousnesses, and a resonance of power.
Chen Yi could sense the loneliness and resilience deep within Ning Bu'er's soul, as well as her pure and powerful soul lightning and demonic flames.
These powers are no longer merely means of attack, but rather a manifestation of the essence of her life.
His Yin-Yang divine sense, like an all-pervasive stream, subtly seeped into every corner of Ning Bu'er's soul, soothing the tiny cracks eroded by the toxins.
His soul lightning power acted like a stabilizing force, carving out a safe passage through Ning Bu'er's violent and powerful soul power, allowing for deeper communication.
In this unique spiritual realm belonging to Ning Bu'er, their divine souls began communicating and cultivating together.
The process is similar to the experience of dancing with Qin Chengcheng in the Nine Heavens, with a sensory experience that leads to a fusion and elevation of the deepest part of the soul.
It is like two stars meeting in the universe, attracting each other, eventually merging, yet each maintaining its own independent light.
Chen Yi's spiritual perception expanded infinitely. He could sense Ning Bu'er's every thought, every emotion, and even the fragments of her memories hidden deep in her consciousness became clear as their spiritual connection deepened.
He could sense her yearning for power, her longing for her lover, and the weariness she felt from enduring so much alone after losing the Dark Flame.
Ning Bu'er, however, felt an unprecedented peace and warmth within Chen Yi's all-encompassing Yin-Yang divine soul.
That feeling of loneliness was completely dispelled.
Under Chen Yi's guidance, her spiritual power became more refined and pure.
The purple soul lightning and black demonic flames were no longer simply violent, but rather carried a restrained and sharp edge after being tamed.
The concept of time becomes blurred in this world of souls.
Their spiritual power, nourished by each other, began to increase at an astonishing rate.
The barrier of the late fourth stage became within reach at this moment.
After absorbing the pure energy from Ning Bu'er's soul, Chen Yi's Yin-Yang Divine Soul seemed to have become even thinner, as it was just a hair's breadth away from achieving mastery of the Yin-Yang Dao.
Ning Bu'er's divine soul essence also underwent unprecedented tempering and sublimation in this ultimate fusion.
Gradually, deep within his soul, Chen Yi detected a discordant fluctuation.
It was an extremely subtle black and white aura, like two tiny venomous snakes, coiled at the core of Ning Bu'er's divine soul origin, constantly absorbing and exhaling the surrounding soul energy, shrouding that area in a faint layer of decay and decay.
The Yin-Yang Dragon and Snake transform into poison.
It was more stubborn and cunning than Chen Yi had anticipated.
It was not simply an erosion, but rather it transformed into a part of Ning Bu'er's soul, attempting to merge with her origin.
Chen Yi remained focused and did not let his guard down in the slightest.
Using his Yin-Yang divine sense as a guide, like two invisible rays of light, he carefully approached the wisp of poison.
At the same time, an even more powerful purple soul lightning transformed into a dense, impenetrable net, completely surrounding the poison from the outside.
The Yin-Yang Divine Consciousness is responsible for separating the two, while the power of Soul Thunder is responsible for suppressing them.
This is a meticulous and lengthy process.
The poison was not an inanimate object; it sensed the threat and began to struggle violently, trying to break free from Chen Yi's restraints and even devour his soul.
However, Chen Yi's Yin-Yang Divine Sense had already reached a high level, and his Soul Thunder Power was even more pure and domineering. Under the dual suppression, the struggle of the poison seemed futile.
Little by little, the wisp of Yin-Yang Dragon-Snake Transformation Poison was peeled away by Chen Yi from Ning Bu'er's divine soul origin.
The moment the last trace of poison was completely separated, Ning Bu'er's soul essence trembled violently, as if a heavy burden had been lifted, and he let out a long "whoosh," a feeling of relaxation and liberation from the depths of his soul.
Without pausing, Chen Yi wrapped the stripped-off toxin with the power of soul lightning, then guided his illusory soul to slowly absorb it into himself.
As the toxin entered his body, a strange sensation of both icy cold and burning heat instantly swept through Chen Yi's soul. This was the true power of the Yin-Yang Dragon-Snake Transformation; it attempted to disrupt his Yin-Yang balance and erode the very essence of his soul.
But Chen Yi was already prepared. His Yin-Yang Divine Soul was like an indestructible furnace, instantly suppressing this strange power.
At the same time, Ning Bu'er's spiritual perception reached an unprecedented peak.
Her spiritual world became clearer and more expansive than ever before.
The power that had been suppressed by the toxins surged back like a tide, instantly elevating her understanding of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth to a new level.
Chen Yi knew it was time.
Without the slightest hesitation, his illusory soul trembled slightly in Ning Bu'er's soul world, and with a "whoosh," it was the sound of a subtle connection being severed at the soul level.
Chen Yi's soul left Ning Bu'er's sea of consciousness. He opened his eyes, his deep gaze carrying a hint of weariness, but even more so, a resolute determination.
Ning Bu'er remained seated cross-legged, but her complexion had regained its rosy hue, and her aura had become stable and powerful. She opened her eyes, her gaze falling on Chen Yi, filled with gratitude and dependence.
Chen Yi didn't say much to her, but simply nodded slightly and closed his eyes again.
He needed time to fully digest the Yin-Yang Dragon-Snake Transformation Toxin absorbed from Ning Bu'er's body.
Several months slipped away unnoticed.
Chen Yi sat cross-legged deep within the cave, the last wisp of Yin-Yang Dragon-Snake Transformation Poison in his sea of consciousness was completely crushed.
These stubborn toxins did not dissipate; instead, they transformed into pure energy, which his consciousness greedily devoured.
Waves surged in the sea of consciousness.
Chen Yi was able to clearly perceive the Yin and Yang energies floating in the void. This subtle control over the level of divine sense marked that his understanding of Yin and Yang divine sense had crossed a heavy threshold and climbed to a new level.
The fourth-stage late-stage divine sense has been achieved!
At this moment, Chen Yi's Yin-Yang Divine Soul Seed began to grow. Although it was still far from Ji Yinglong's level of divine sense, it was already close to his.
Most importantly, Chen Yi clarified the direction of his spiritual cultivation.
Reaching the peak of the fourth tier is only a matter of time.
At this time, his magical cultivation had not even broken through to the mid-Nascent Soul stage.
To possess the spiritual power of a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator with the cultivation level of an early-stage Nascent Soul cultivator is something that would have been a pipe dream even in ancient times.
On the other side, Ning Bu'er's complexion had already returned to its former rosy hue.
After months of continuous dual cultivation, Chen Yi completely eradicated the Yin-Yang poison hidden in his soul.
Moreover, in that wondrous convergence of spiritual energy, her soul was also tempered to some extent, and the feeling of clarity and lightness was something she had not experienced for many years.
Ning Bu'er slowly opened his eyes, his fingertips twitching slightly, a wisp of magical power leaping in his palm.
She discovered that her long-dormant spiritual consciousness had been revitalized, and her path of cultivation had reopened.
The joy of regaining what she had lost almost brought tears to her eyes.
She flipped herself over and coiled tightly around Chen Yi like a supple, boneless serpent.
This time, there was no heaviness of healing, only an extreme catharsis.
Ning Bu'er used all her skills, pouring all her gratitude and love into this genuine cultivation of magic and physical body.
On the fox fur bedding, her long, exquisite legs intertwined to create a dizzying beauty. Her top-notch figure was lost in the dim cave. Chen Yi was immersed in this worldly fairy-like state. This touch and spiritual cultivation almost made him forget what day it was. If it weren't for his dedication to cultivation and his concern for his aunt's injuries next door, he would have even had the impulse to indulge in this gentle world and revel with Ning Bu'er every night.
Under dual cultivation, Chen Yi's magical power showed unusual fluctuations. If he could continue, it wouldn't be long before he broke through to the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm.
Then, after the tenderness subsided, Chen Yi's rationality regained its footing.
He reached out and grasped the pair of slender, jade-like legs that were resting on his waist, and gently moved them away.
Then, he removed the lotus-root-like jade arm that was tightly clinging to his chest and sat up.
"Fuji, let's stop here for now."
Chen Yi's voice still carried a hint of hoarseness.
"My aunt is still waiting. The toxins in her soul are still lurking, and she can't even maintain basic cultivation now."
Ning Bu'er nestled lazily in the fox fur quilt, revealing only her rosy cheeks and lingering tears in her eyes.
"Well, you can do whatever you want with Master."
She responded softly, but there was a hint of amusement in her tone.
"Actually, I think that even if it's to cultivate both our souls together for the sake of healing, Master should be able to understand and accept it."
Ning Bu'er stared at Chen Yi's back and continued speaking.
"Chen Lang, if you feel guilty or have any moral burden, then I can announce the dissolution of our master-disciple relationship."
At that time, we will address each other as sisters.
In the cultivation world, the strong prey on the weak, so there's no need to care about those empty platitudes. Especially for us members of the demonic sect, we are not like those so-called righteous cultivators who wear masks of hypocrisy all day long and do sanctimonious deeds.
We follow our hearts in everything we do.