The so-called Dark Dream was extraordinary. It was a mystique that consumed one's own vitality and the power of the Dao Source that could only be produced when one reached the Star-Grade. It was a mystique that could pull someone into a dream!
Although this technique could be used against enemies, it was mostly used by powerful figures to pass on their skills to their direct disciples. After all, the time in a dream was different from the real world and could be changed. At the same time, one could directly imprint one's soul on the technique and achieve mastery through a comprehensive study. All bottlenecks in one's cultivation would be erased. Although this technique couldn't directly transfer one's cultivation base and make one instantly a powerhouse, once a cultivator reached a certain level, the most important thing was no longer the depth of one's cultivation base but the understanding of nomological laws and the Dao Source.
And this Dark Dream Technique could perfectly achieve this!
At the same time, this technique had many additional effects. For example, it could heal injuries. It could slow down the onset of any serious injuries in the dream, giving one enough time to recover to a certain extent.
However … this kind of extraordinary mystique consumed too much of the user's energy. Therefore, very few people used it unless they had no other choice. In the Dark Sect, it was considered half a taboo technique.
After carefully examining the Dark Dream Technique, Wang Baole pondered for a moment. After a long time, he closed his eyes. When he opened them again, he looked around in silence.
After an entire incense stick's worth of time, Wang Baole took a deep breath. In the Ten Thousand Laws Pavilion, he closed his eyes again and began to cultivate the Spirit Guiding Technique.
Although it was difficult to cultivate the Spirit Guiding Technique to the great success stage since he hadn't reached the Core Formation realm, Wang Baole's Dark Fire gradually stacked up with the help of the Spirit Guiding Technique's Dark Qi.
Time passed slowly as he cultivated. Soon, three months had passed.
During these three months, Wang Baole spent almost all his energy on stacking up the Dark Fire. Finally, his Dark Fire reached as many as seventy-eight layers. He wasn't far from the so-called ultimate eighty-one layers.
At the same time, the bottlenecks that were supposed to exist did not appear on Wang Baole for some reason. It was as if his aptitude was extremely compatible with the Dark Art.
This caused a thoughtful look to appear in Wang Baole's eyes. At the same time, he hesitated, causing his mind to be in chaos. After a long moment passed, he suppressed those thoughts and was about to continue cultivating when the jade slip in his bag of holding vibrated. Wang Baole pulled it out and couldn't help but sigh.
This sigh carried a wisp of complexity, regret, and bewilderment.
"Junior Brother, I'm going out to train for a while. There are some things that I need to think about. You … take care of yourself. I'll come back when I've thought it through!"
This was the only sentence that was transmitted from the voice transmission jade slip, and it was his Senior Brother, Chen Qing!
During the three months of seclusion, although Wang Baole had spent most of his time meditating, he still had some understanding of what had happened in the sect. For example … what had happened to his Senior Brother, Chen Qing!
This astonishingly talented senior brother of his had secretly told him that his Dao companion in his next life was the daughter of the Never-Ending Clan's emperor!
Before the arrival of the Never-Ending Clan's Emperor, Chen Qing didn't know the identity and background of the soul that he had drawn on the Corpse Face. He only knew that this soul would be his Dao companion after reincarnating. This was the arrangement of the Heavenly Dao, this was the guidance of fate.
Therefore, he was very happy. When he was secretly drawing the Corpse Face, he made the woman's soul even more beautiful and more in line with his aesthetic standards. His heart was filled with anticipation.
However … the blow of reality came too quickly. With the arrival of the Never-Ending Clan's Emperor, with the earth-shattering battle unfolding, when he saw the soul of his wife in his next life being drawn out and destroyed with his own eyes, he fell silent.
Although he was fated to be with the soul in his next life, although the two of them didn't have any actual contact, and everything had ended before it had even begun, he was still at a loss. He didn't feel heartache for the woman's soul. Instead, he was shaken by his own Dao.
He didn't know whose fault this was — the Emperor of the Never-Ending Clan or the Underworld Sect. However, he knew that the soul definitely wasn't at fault.
But was the Underworld Sect the one at fault? However, in a sense, the Underworld Sect walked on behalf of the Heavenly Dao. The Heavenly Dao was the combination of laws, and it was where the Underworld Sect's cultivators' Dao lay.
Amidst his confusion and search for answers, he wanted to leave for a period of time to think carefully and think clearly about this problem. Therefore, he, who had become silent and reclusive, chose to leave.
Wang Baole also had mixed feelings about this matter. However, he was powerless to dispel his doubts. He even thought about what would happen if this happened to him.
Wang Baole put this question to the back of his mind. He continued to think in silence as he continued to cultivate. Another month passed, and the number of Dark Fires in his body had increased to eighty-one!
The instant the number of Dark Fires reached eighty-one, Wang Baole's body suddenly trembled. He could feel the eighty-one Dark Fires burning vigorously in his body. As they exploded, they began to compress, as if they were condensing together. As they continued to compress, they gradually formed a core!
As they formed, waves of Qi that was many times stronger than that of the Foundation Establishment stage erupted from the Core of Dark Fire. It was like thousands upon thousands of rivers flowing through all of Wang Baole's Qi passageways. In the blink of an eye, it filled all of Wang Baole's Qi passageways, both large and small. As it circulated through his entire body, the Qi passed through his body and spread out into the outside world.
As it spread out, an invisible vortex appeared around Wang Baole, who was still sitting cross-legged. It spun in all directions. To the almighty, this Qi wasn't very strong. After all, it was just the process of breaking through from the Foundation Establishment stage to the Core Formation stage. However, to Wang Baole, this was the first time in his life that he had experienced something like this. His body trembled, and he could feel his Cultivation base rising rapidly!
Rumbling sounds echoed out from inside of him as the vortex around him transformed into a sea of flames. Bursts of frigid flames spread out, and the Qi seemed to have no end in sight. It continued to grow stronger.
His Qi passageways trembled, his flesh and blood vibrated, and his Cultivation base rotated. The Dark Fire inside of him continued to compress, and the Core grew clearer and clearer. From the look of it, it wouldn't be long before the Core was fully formed!
It was at this moment that Ming Kunzi's silhouette appeared soundlessly in front of Wang Baole in the Ten Thousand Arts Pavilion. His gaze was gentle as he stared at Wang Baole kindly. His body wasn't clear after he appeared. Instead, it was slightly blurry. It was just like how Wang Baole had seen his fingers and palms previously. Now, Ming Kunzi's dissipation had spread throughout his entire body.
Even so, he still raised his hand and pointed at the space between Wang Baole's eyebrows!
The moment he pointed, Wang Baole's body trembled violently, and a thunderous sound rang out. The Core that was about to take form in his body sped up, and in the blink of an eye, it completely changed its form and became … a Dark Core!
The moment the Dark Core was formed, the Qi of the Core Formation Realm burst out from Wang Baole's body. As the Qi spread out, Wang Baole's eyes flew open.
His breathing quickened, and there was a dazed look in his eyes. The memories of the Federation that he thought were just a dream resurfaced in his mind. As they became clearer, he also remembered himself in the Federation's dream. Under the pursuit of the three extraterrestrial cultivators, he entered the Martian Dark Artifact, entered the underground city's cavern, and sat on a lone black boat …
He also remembered that before he fell asleep, he seemed to have heard an old and familiar voice. There were only two words in that voice …
"Dark Dream …"
Wang Baole was silent. After a while, he raised his head and looked at his Master, Ming Kunzi, who had appeared in front of him.
"Master … I …" Wang Baole mumbled softly. Before he could finish speaking, he noticed that his Master's body was already mostly blurry, as if it was dissipating. As he spoke, the speed at which it dissipated increased.
All of this made Wang Baole's body tremble. Before this, he was confused about what was happening, but now … he had a vague feeling that perhaps … everything that had happened was also a dream.
It was an indescribable feeling. It was as if he was half-asleep and half-asleep, and he knew that he was dreaming. The Dark Dream Technique also appeared in his mind at this moment. After verifying it one by one, he seemed to have an answer.
However, there were still too many questions and confusion in his heart. After a moment of silence, Wang Baole stood up, clasped his fists, and bowed deeply to Ming Kunzi!
"Se …" Wang Baole only said one word before he stopped. Then, he fell silent and took a deep breath. When he spoke again, he had changed the way he addressed his Master.
"Master!"
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