With his eyes closed, Ling Xiao could see a ferocious golden flying dragon standing in front of him. Its enormous body was as large as a mountain, and it could easily crush him to death.
His face was pale. His soul stood in front of the mountain-like golden flying dragon, trying his best to calm himself down.
"Roar ~ ~"
The terrifying roar sounded again. The golden flying dragon opened its bloody mouth and bit towards him.
"I definitely can't retreat!"
Ling Xiao clenched his teeth. In his soul illusion, he stood there, allowing the enormous beast to attack him. Not only did he not retreat, he slowly took a step forward.
The terrifying berserk consciousness caused him to have a splitting headache.
In that instant, he really wanted to give up. He felt that if he didn't give up, his head would explode.
But he couldn't give up.
He knew that if he gave up, his soul would be swallowed up by the berserk consciousness. From then on, he would no longer be himself. He would only become a bloodthirsty monster.
Continue forward!
Enduring the immense pain, Ling Xiao's soul began to gradually suppress the berserk consciousness.
In his soul illusion, his body gradually grew bigger, and the golden flying dragon became smaller.
At this moment, the resistance of the berserk consciousness became the strongest.
Looking from the outside, Ling Xiao's ears and eyes were already bleeding. That was a sign that his brain was damaged.
But Ling Xiao still didn't retreat.
The pain made him even more determined.
He was thinking, what if the one standing in front of him was a real golden flying dragon?
At that time, he wouldn't have the chance to give up. If he wasn't strong enough, he would only die. He wouldn't have any chance to protect his loved ones.
So he had to persevere.
Only by persevering could he become stronger!
Boom ~ ~
Finally, after a full 15 minutes, the berserk consciousness was completely destroyed. The golden flying dragon's shadow also disappeared.
Ling Xiao felt truly terrified.
This was just a remnant consciousness, and it was already so terrifying. If his soul wasn't strong enough, he would really have to give up today. Otherwise, he would inevitably be swallowed up by the berserk consciousness.
He had become a walking corpse that only knew how to kill.
By the time the crazed and bloodthirsty consciousness had completely disappeared, Ling Xiao's entire body was drenched in sweat, and his face was covered in blood.
"Are you alright, kid?"
Yuan Venerate asked worriedly.
"It's nothing. It's just some external injuries."
Ling Xiao circulated the 《Heavenly Dragon Golden Body》 and the damaged parts of his brain were quickly repaired.
He got some water from the Mountain River World and washed his face. Only then did he let out a long breath of turbid air.
Although a battle of the soul wasn't as direct as a real battle, it was far more thrilling than a real battle.
"Master, I've already successfully erased the violent consciousness within these two Refining Formation Stones. I should be qualified to cultivate this 《Golden Dragon Wings》 now, right?"
After resting for a while, Ling Xiao asked excitedly.
"It's done, but you still have to be careful. In fact, rather than calling it cultivation, it's more like implanting the divine text of the Golden Wyvern into your body. It's a very risky thing to do, and the success rate is less than ten percent. That's why very few people would do it."
Yuan Venerate replied.
"No way. Ten percent success rate? Doesn't that mean I'm dead meat?"
Ling Xiao smiled bitterly.
"Don't worry. With me around, this ten percent success rate can be increased to ninety percent! In the end, it still depends on how familiar a person is with the refinement method, "Yuan Venerate said with a smile.
"I'm not bragging, but in terms of refinement method and alchemy method, I'm ranked in the top five in the entire Mystic World."
"Master, you seem to have said that a little too much."
"Ahem … So what if I've said it? You don't seem to believe me. You'll know how amazing I am in a while."
Yuan Venerate coughed twice.
"He he … How can I not believe you, Master? Of course I believe you!"
Although Ling Xiao didn't know Yuan Venerate's background, he trusted him very much. This was the feeling he had after spending some time with him.
He had always believed that his intuition wouldn't deviate too much.
"Alright, since you believe me, then do your best to condense your true energy wings. As for the rest, just leave it to me. You've already experienced the torture of your soul. Next, you'll have to experience physical pain. It might be so painful that you'll wish you were dead. Are you sure you want to continue?"
Yuan Venerate asked.
"Is there a need to ask? Let's begin."
To Ling Xiao, the pain in his soul was several times more excruciating than the pain in his body. If he could endure the pain in his soul, how could he not endure the pain in his body?
That would be too useless.
According to the description on the bamboo scroll and the chant of the Nine Meridian Aura Sword, Ling Xiao closed his eyes and circulated his Vital Energy. A pair of exquisite Vital Energy wings quickly appeared on his back.
However, these wings were purely an outer appearance. They didn't have any flying effects.
What was about to happen next was the key.
"It's about to begin! Bear with it! "
Yuan Venerate's voice rang out as he released the divine text from one of the refining array stones.
These resplendent words were injected into the Vital Energy wings on Ling Xiao's right.
In that instant, the Quintessential Essence wings gradually grew larger and more corporeal. The originally nearly transparent wings turned into black dragon wings. Furthermore, there were golden inscriptions on the dragon wings.
"Ah!"
Ling Xiao suddenly let out a miserable shriek.
The moment the dragon wings started to form, his back felt like it had been torn apart. The pain was so excruciating that he nearly fainted.
However, he didn't faint.
Just as he had said, he had already endured the pain of his soul, so what was the point of enduring the pain of his body?
The tearing pain lasted for a full 60 breaths of time, and he had already crushed the stone in his mouth into powder.
In order to prevent his tongue from being bitten off, he threw a hard rock into his mouth.
Ordinary tree branches simply wouldn't work. This was mainly because his teeth were too sharp. They weren't inferior to treasure-grade artifacts at all.
"Hold on a little longer. There's still one more!"
Yuan Venerate exhorted.
"Master, feel free to do it. I'm fine now."
After experiencing something like this once, he wasn't so afraid anymore.
When the left wing grew out, it was in the same amount of pain, but it didn't cry out. It didn't even bite anything.
He became very calm. Only cold sweat kept dripping from his forehead.
"It's done!"
The Yuan Venerate looked at his disciple in admiration.
"Brat, you're really a tough guy. You can even endure this. I thought you would faint during the process."
Ling Xiao's ability to endure pain had far exceeded Yuan Venerate's expectations. He had originally thought about using some methods to alleviate his disciple's pain.
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