Ah! Ah ~
Another scream was heard. This was caused by Qin Lang's second attempt to use the Beast Soul Elixir to restore the vitality of his Martial Soul. After the second painful lesson, Qin Lang was finally convinced that his Martial Soul could not be restored by the elixir. Qin Lang could not discuss with the Young Monk Dan Ling if there was a problem with the Martial Soul, because the Young Monk Dan Ling was not an expert in martial arts.
If the elixir was useless, he could only rely on his own mental strength to restore it.
Qin Lang took the Martial Soul back into his spiritual world. Fortunately, although the Martial Soul was weak now, at least it could still be kept in the spiritual world by Qin Lang. At least it had not completely dissipated.
In the spiritual world, the Martial Soul could be nourished by the martial artist's mental strength at any time and receive a continuous supply. The martial artist's body could provide vitality to the Martial Soul at any time. After all, the physical body and the spirit were still unified. Unless one day the martial artist's mental strength could completely surpass the physical body.
When the Martial Soul returned to his spiritual world, Qin Lang could feel that the Martial Soul was gradually recovering, which meant that his Martial Soul would not completely dissipate. However, because the elixir was useless, his Martial Soul recovered very slowly. If he only relied on his mental strength to restore it, Qin Lang estimated that it would take at least a few years to be able to completely restore the Martial Soul.
For many martial artists, a few years was nothing more than a period of seclusion. But for Qin Lang, a few years was a long time. He was the kind of person who saw life as a fleeting white steed, seizing every minute and minute. Qin Lang did not have that much patience to use a few years to restore his "spiritual injury".
Therefore, Qin Lang had to think of other ways.
Devouring the Heavenly Demon?
Definitely not!
With Qin Lang's current mental state, he was afraid that he would not be able to devour the Heavenly Demon and would be devoured by it instead.
Beast Soul Elixir? It was ruled out.
Extraterrestrial Soul Elixir? In essence, it was not much different from the Beast Soul Elixir. If he took the Extraterrestrial Soul Elixir, Qin Lang would probably suffer more mental pain, that was all.
"Is there really no other way?"
Qin Lang seemed to be in trouble. "God's Wound" was indeed not that easy to heal.
Qin Lang focused his attention on his martial soul after carefully examining his spiritual world once more. In his spiritual world, his martial spirit seemed to have sunk into a "tortoiseshell" state, only slowly absorbing essence, qi, and spirit from the spiritual world to nourish itself. This kind of self-recovery process was really as slow as a tortoise's.
What on earth was going on?
Qin Lang felt that something was wrong with the situation. The Martial Spirit was the crystallization of a martial artist's essence, qi, and spirit. Then, the temperament of the Martial Spirit should naturally be somewhat similar to the martial artist himself. Given Qin Lang's temperament, he was definitely not the kind of person who would treat his wounds slowly and in a half-dead manner. Then, his Martial Soul shouldn't be like this, unless —
"Unless there's no other choice!"
Qin Lang found the source of the problem. It wasn't that his Martial Soul had completely lost its will to fight, but because the injuries it suffered this time were too severe, it had no choice but to adopt this kind of slow self-recovery method. Why couldn't his Martial Soul absorb the medicinal power of the Beast Soul Pill? That was because it couldn't absorb it at all!
A patient who was too heavily injured, even if it was the right medicine, he still couldn't take it. Because when the body was too weak, a slightly stronger medicinal power could take the patient's life. Therefore, for a person who was beyond cure, the first thing to consider was not the treatment, but to first replenish vitality. If the body couldn't even withstand the medicine, how could it be treated?
Roughly finding the source of the problem, the next step was to find a direction.
Qin Lang didn't rashly take the Spirit Pill anymore. Instead, he absorbed the Spirit Qi from the Spirit Pill bit by bit, then integrated it into his spiritual world, slowly letting the medicinal power permeate into the Martial Soul.
This time, Qin Lang's spiritual world really didn't suffer from the pain and torture, and his Martial Soul also started to strengthen bit by bit.
After about half a day, Qin Lang once again made contact with his Martial Soul, which meant that his Martial Soul was finally "alive".
However, Qin Lang still didn't let his guard down. He didn't further treat his Martial Soul, but carefully checked the Martial Soul's existence.
After a moment, Qin Lang found a harsh problem: that damn golden-robed Taoist's spiritual pressure actually permeated into his Martial Soul!
This was the real reason why Qin Lang's Martial Soul was severely injured!
Golden Core!
Not only did the other party's Golden Core cause serious damage to Qin Lang's body, but the strong pressure released by the Golden Core also caused extremely terrifying damage to his Divine Soul. This kind of damage might be permanent. If it wasn't because Qin Lang's Martial Soul was far more tenacious than other people's Martial Souls, he was afraid that he would have been completely "destroyed" by now.
"No wonder it's my Martial Soul. It's really tenacious!" Qin Lang couldn't help but praise his Martial Soul in his heart. Since this Martial Soul could still persist until now, it was naturally impossible for Qin Lang to give it up. What's more, once he lost his Martial Soul, Qin Lang would fall back to the Reaching Heaven State again. He didn't know how much time it would waste to condense his Martial Soul again, and he didn't know what the newly condensed Martial Soul would look like.
The reason why Qin Lang's Martial Soul was dispirited was that after being seriously injured, the pressure of the Golden Core still existed. A cultivator in the Golden Core Stage could not only burst out extremely shocking and terrifying strength, but also burst out on the spiritual level. The Golden Core Stage was really not a trivial matter!
It could be seen that in order to completely restore his Martial Soul, Qin Lang had to solve the pressure of the Golden Core left by the golden-robed Taoist.
Qin Lang completely integrated his consciousness into his Martial Soul and immediately felt the strong pressure of the Golden Core. In Qin Lang's Martial Soul, the pressure formed under the Golden Core was like a shining golden sun, releasing intense light and heat, and people didn't dare to look at it directly. And the light released by the golden "sun" was constantly eroding Qin Lang's weak Martial Soul, as if it was going to completely corrode his Martial Soul.
However, since Qin Lang had found the key to the problem, he naturally wouldn't let the pressure of the Golden Core continue to destroy his Martial Soul. Not only that, but Qin Lang also wanted to subdue the pressure of the Golden Core and make it his own!
"All the Heavens and Realms, Return to Darkness!"
Qin Lang suddenly performed the All Heavens Dark Samsara Visualization Technique, and suddenly his entire spiritual world fell into pure darkness. Of course, Qin Lang's Martial Soul also fell into darkness. This was the purest and most original darkness, the darkness that devoured everything in the world.
Although there were hundreds of millions of bright stars and suns in the heavens, darkness was the origin, just like how the stars in the sky could never illuminate the night.
Although the pressure of the Golden Core tried to release a more intense light, under the erosion of the darkness, its light seemed to be less dazzling, and its suppression of Qin Lang's Martial Soul began to weaken.
"Spiritual Barrier! Spirit Shackle! "
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