This closed-door training lasted for three days …
Under normal circumstances, the Soul Power of the Heroic Soul Stage was in a state of external circulation. If you didn't train or move your Soul Power for a long time, it would slowly lose cohesion and enter a dissipating state. In other words, your Soul Power would slowly regress. Although it wouldn't fall back to the level of the Casted Soul Stage, it was easy to weaken it by 10%.
This dissipating characteristic might not be particularly obvious to ordinary Heroic Souls, but with Wang Zhong's meticulous control of Soul Power, he knew every trace of the flow of Soul Power like the back of his hand. Naturally, he knew this very well. But at this moment, the 'dissipating' feeling of Soul Power gradually disappeared, and the cohesion of his Soul Sea was greatly enhanced. It seemed extremely stable and peaceful, giving Wang Zhong the feeling that he had repaired a house that was once leaky. The interior was in a state that could be completely sealed off at any time. It was extremely warm and peaceful, causing Wang Zhong to suddenly wake up from that deep meditation.
The Kraken fat in the gourd had been completely consumed, and the steam in the small dark room had been completely absorbed and dissipated by him.
An unprecedented feeling filled his heart. He stretched out his left hand and squeezed it hard. He was just making a fist out of thin air, but he could faintly hear the sound of thunder. No matter how slight it was, it was something that Wang Zhong didn't dare to imagine before.
Peak Heroic Soul Stage, without a doubt!
10,000 Grassos was actually just a theoretical limit of the Heroic Soul Stage. Everyone's 10,000 Grassos was different. Some people had more than 9,000 Grassos, while others had just over 10,000 Grassos. However, at this stage, one's Soul Power would be completely stable. When one released their Soul Power with all their might, there would be visible lightning bolts in the Soul Power. This was a natural phenomenon of the accumulation of Soul Power. The peak of this Soul Power would not change, but after long-term accumulation and training, the bolts of lightning would show different changes, such as the number or color. Of course, this was not just a visual effect, but also related to the ability of the body. Therefore, even at the Peak Heroic Soul Stage, the gap between them was like heaven and earth.
Some powerful people at the Peak Heroic Soul Stage could indeed challenge those who had just entered the Heavenly Soul Stage.
Wang Zhong could already feel the changes in his Soul Power. He had finally entered the peak of the Heroic Soul Stage. This feeling was very strange. It didn't come from the increase in his strength, but rather from a sense of perfection. From his Soul Sea to his physical body, as well as the adaptation of his entire body, everything was perfect and comfortable. This kind of power was just right for him, even if it was just a little more or a little less.
With the support of such abundant Soul Power, he could perfect many, many things. Of course, now was not the time. Looking at the time displayed on his Skylink, he saw that three whole days had already passed.
Wang Zhong pushed open the small black room and walked out. He saw Lan Daier taking a nap at the table in the middle of the hall. Beside the table were various observation data. It seemed that Lan Daier had been keeping track of her absorption situation for the past few days. She was probably exhausted.
Unlike her usual image of a strong woman, Lan Daier, who was asleep, looked quite quiet, just like a little girl. Her moist lips were slightly opened, and there was even a little bit of glitter that was faintly discernible.
Wang Zhong was amused. He took out his Skylink and took a picture. With a click, Lan Daier woke up immediately. "You're out? What are you doing? "
"Wang Zhong! Good job! "Simba's eyes lit up in his Soul Sea." I'll pay 10 million for this picture! "
She noticed Wang Zhong's little action, but she didn't blame him. She just smiled slightly, and then she noticed the perfection of Wang Zhong's Soul Power.
He was truly at the peak of the Heroic Soul Stage. When she entered the peak of the Heroic Soul Stage, she was so happy, but this guy was really calm.
"It seems that your appetite is really good. I thought you would have to go through another treatment. Tsk tsk, let me take a good look." Lan Daier also smiled and nodded. "The Soul Mark at the peak is very clear, which means that your foundation in the Casted Soul Stage is very solid. Congratulations, it seems that you will have no problem advancing to the Holy Disciple Stage."
"Sister Daier, thank you." Compared to what Lan Daier had done for him, this word paled in comparison. Wang Zhong wasn't stupid. He knew that the recent treatment required more than just Holy Coins. Even if he gave her Holy Coins, Lan Daier wouldn't bother with it. She didn't lack Holy Coins. In the Holy Land, most of the time, favors were paid between teachers, and Holy Coins were only the most basic requirement.
Lan Daier waved her hand. This time, she didn't even have to check Wang Zhong's body. She was so sleepy that she yawned continuously. "Okay, okay. Don't be so jealous with me. Since you're done, hurry back. I have to go back and catch up on my beauty sleep. I've been here for a few days, and my skin has become rough!"
Wang Zhong also knew that he would be hypocritical if he said too much. When he said goodbye to Lan Daier and stepped out of the laboratory, he smiled knowingly and was full of joy. On the way back to the warehouse, Wang Zhong felt that his feet were floating. The sun was exceptionally bright, and the air was exceptionally good.
He had finally reached the Peak Heroic Soul Stage. He originally thought that it would take a long time, but he didn't expect it to be so easy. On the path of cultivation, resources were indeed indispensable. Of course, Wang Zhong wasn't obsessed with this kind of 'shortcut', but it was also a method, especially at this stage. It was actually suitable for him.
He kept feeling the completeness in his body, and it was only now that he finally understood what Lan Daier meant when she said that he should reach the Peak Heroic Soul Stage first.
If one's body was compared to a water tank, and one's Soul Power was compared to clear water in the water tank, then one's soul, vision, and thinking would be like a frog trapped in the water. When the water tank was only half full, no matter how hard one tried to jump, all one could see was the round mouth of the water tank, and one's world would be limited to this. However, when the water tank was full, one could swim to the top of the water tank and even jump out of the small water tank that trapped one and see the outside world.
It wasn't just the improvement of his Soul Power. Wang Zhong felt that he could even feel some of the power of the heaven and the earth. Although it was still very vague, he could indeed observe it. This was the transition before reaching the Heavenly Soul Stage. From this perspective, he could observe the world, himself, and even examine his cultivation. The feeling and way of thinking were completely different. Some of the problems that had troubled him in the past didn't need anyone to answer them now. He could naturally and accurately grasp the key to the problem and even find the correct answer directly.
At the same time, the internal completeness of the Soul Sea also caused its endurance, stability, and overall quality to undergo earth-shaking changes.
It was time to further understand Cellular Cosmology and build a fortress for the Soul Core.
Wang Zhong was full of confidence, but to his surprise, difficulties appeared again.
In the beginning, he only tried a little, and he felt that the end was right in front of him. However, this close distance became extremely far as he continued to delve deeper and deeper. It wasn't just the microscopic meditation of Cellular Cosmology that was like this. Even the establishment of the Soul Core encountered similar problems.
Wang Zhong could be sure that his Soul Power foundation was absolutely sufficient. After all, with the nourishment of the Fate Stone, his extreme level could even be said to be ranked in the entire history of the Holy City. However, if he still couldn't practice Cellular Cosmology, or if his Soul Power was not up to standard, was it really like what everyone said? That Cellular Cosmology was a bottomless pit that could not be filled, a pit that was purely theoretical and tragic?
Or was this not something that a Heroic Soul Stage should come into contact with?
Wang Zhong really didn't believe it. Deep in his heart, he really believed in this and was very willing to try. Basically, successful people were also stubborn. Once they believed in something, they would definitely not turn back until they hit a brick wall. Sometimes, even if they hit a brick wall, they would hit it a few more times.
Wang Zhong felt that he hadn't gone all out yet. It seemed that he had done his best, but deep in his heart, he was still worried that if his Soul Power spread too much, it would cause him to completely fall into a state of unconsciousness. If that happened, even the Holy Saint Teacher wouldn't be able to save him. This worry made him unable to really go all out, and he still held back. This kind of holding back might be the key to his failure.
He decided to completely indulge himself for once.
Cultivation required great perseverance and fearlessness. If one wanted to achieve great things, one had to give everything. Of course, this was a nice way to put it. To put it bluntly, there was something wrong with one's brain.
Simba was having fun with the Headless Knight and the others, so he had no time to care about Wang Zhong. Now that little Wang Zhong had grown up, he decided to let him grow … Anyway, Wang Zhong wouldn't listen to him.
It was either succeed or die trying!
Wang Zhong was completely determined. He no longer controlled his Soul Power in his subconscious mind, but spread it completely.
Spread, spread, and spread again!
The extreme indulgence brought about a blur in his consciousness, and he was getting more and more out of control …
If meditation was compared to a dream, then the microscopic meditation that he had now was a dream within a dream. If he went deeper, it would be a dream within a dream within a dream … This was an infinite cycle. The deeper his consciousness went into his body, the deeper the dream he would fall into.
In the past, he didn't have enough Soul Power, and he could only expand his consciousness to three or four levels at most. But now, as his consciousness continued to go deeper, he had fallen into more cycles. It was as if he had lost his way in his own body and dreams, or rather, he had walked into a dream maze.
The deeper the dream, the deeper the labyrinth. Even one's consciousness would begin to blur. Just like water pressure, the deeper one went, the greater the pressure from the hallucination. And the soul, which had already spread far and wide, was unable to withstand such pressure.
Wang Zhong's consciousness slowly lost its function as a consciousness. It was as if he was in a deep sleep and couldn't open his eyes. Then, he was slowly devoured by this world.
Everything had lost its meaning to him, except for endless nothingness. He could no longer feel this world, and he could no longer think from a human's point of view.
He just felt dizzy and empty, and he felt like he was falling into an infinite deep space. Gradually, even this feeling was almost gone, but he couldn't stop it. He no longer had the consciousness to control his Soul Power.
Spreading, going deep, into nothingness …
Just as Wang Zhong's consciousness was about to completely dissipate in this nothingness, an extremely elastic force suddenly pulled him. It was the memory of his body that he had left behind when he tried to establish a Soul Core countless times. Even when his consciousness had dispersed, the memory of his body was still there. It was like a rubber band that was finally pulled to the extreme. It knocked open the countless closed doors of the maze behind it and suddenly bounced back.
His long-lost consciousness returned to a point in an instant, and a familiar feeling returned to his body. It was as if he had suddenly woken up from a very deep nightmare.
Wang Zhong was covered in cold sweat as he lay on the ground, gasping for breath. His heart was pounding, and his muscles were extremely sore. It felt as if he had fought with Mo Wen three times. Then, he felt a sharp pain in his head, and he turned over and lay on the ground, panting.
He could sense the danger just now, but a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. He was halfway to success!
Although he hadn't reached the first step of Cellular Cosmology, he had successfully established a Soul Core. Damn it. Now that he thought about it, he was really scared. Of course, Wang Zhong wasn't brainless and reckless. He also felt that he had reached a certain limit. If he didn't dare to take risks, he would never succeed.
The risk he had taken was a little too big, and Wang Zhong still had lingering fears, but then he was happy again.
He would gain as much as he put in. He was pleasantly surprised to find that in the process of almost dying, his Soul Core had unknowingly been established. Perhaps it was completed by his body when he lost consciousness. Otherwise, he probably wouldn't have been able to save himself just by relying on his body's memory.
At this time, even if he didn't enter meditation, Wang Zhong could clearly feel a glowing spot in his Soul Sea. It was as clear as a brand. This was his brand!
It lurked in his mind and had the effect of calming Wang Zhong's mind. At the same time, it emitted light, like a guide or a stable coordinate of his consciousness. It didn't control his body's Soul Power, but his soul. This was the home of his soul. Wang Zhong had a feeling that no matter when and where he was, no matter what situation he encountered, this Soul Core would guide his soul and let it find the right direction. This was a real Soul Core. In the future, things like nightmares or illusions would probably not have any effect on him because no matter how lost he was, he would definitely be able to find himself.
Wang Zhong once saw a saying that most creatures would disappear when they died, regardless of whether they had a soul or not. This was because the soul had no one to rely on, and only the life form that had an engraved brand could obtain eternity. He didn't know if his Soul Core could be considered as a superficial understanding of eternity.
Of course, this was just a fleeting thought. What he actually obtained was that he could wholeheartedly devote his consciousness to another material or plane without worrying about not being able to return. This function might have nothing to do with combat, but it could allow him to do many unimaginable things, such as using his Soul Power and divine sense to explore. No matter how far or how dangerous the place was, he would dare to go. At the same time, he could be completely at ease and boldly attack his limits again and again in the microscopic world of Cellular Cosmology.
After recovering for more than six hours, Wang Zhong couldn't wait to try again. Sure enough, when his consciousness was on the verge of collapse again, the Soul Core forcibly gathered his consciousness back. Of course, his physical condition wasn't much better than the first time. This time, Wang Zhong completely collapsed and had a good sleep. His body had entered a period of intense fatigue and needed time to recover.
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