A powerful force surged into his body from all over.
When this energy gradually seeped into his body through his skin, even with He Yiming's mental fortitude, he could not help but let out a long groan.
This feeling was a hundred times more comfortable than sunbathing in winter.
He Yiming did not know what it was like for a baby to be in its mother's body, but it seemed to be a strange feeling to him at this moment.
His body sank deep into the red mist. The Book of the Divine Dao in his hand had long been closed, but He Yiming's spiritual consciousness was still roaming about in the book.
Unlike his past experiences, He Yiming's mental conception was no longer limited to a single page. Instead, it roamed through all the books.
Of course, in his current state, the scope of He Yiming's wander was limited to the few pages of the Divine Dao Mist Cultivation Technique.
Regarding fog cultivation methods, He Yiming's research was not too deep. That was because he already had too many powerful cultivation methods on him. Therefore, when he reached the peak of human dao, the mist cultivation method that could only be used when fleeing became rather useless.
However, at this moment, He Yiming's mentality underwent an extremely subtle change when he was fully immersed in the mist. This was because he discovered that the mist technique would definitely be an unparalleled killing weapon if it was used in conjunction with the power of the five elements.
Although the power could not be compared to the might of the universe, he was strongly confident that once he successfully used the mist technique with the five elements, it would definitely be able to unleash unimaginable effects.
Just as He Yiming comprehended the wondrous technique, more and more water-attributed divine power gathered in his dantian. However, due to the connection between the inside and the outside, the divine power of water actually existed in the form of mist. Although it had gradually merged with the five elements, it was still unable to reach the great perfection.
If He Yiming was clear-headed at this moment, he would definitely have taken the initiative to merge all the divine power of the five elements together. However, at this moment, all of his energy was attracted by the mist cultivation technique in the Book of Divine Dao and the red mist around him. He actually didn't have the heart to care about anything else.
Slowly, He Yiming's body emitted a faint trace of strange power. This power was like countless lines dancing in the air.
The red mist around him was indifferent at first, but as the lines spun faster and faster, the red mist began to stir as well.
The Rainbow Palace was a valley built by the Ice Palace during the Divine Dao Era. Everything here was the best place for cultivation for the descendants of the Divine Dao experts of the past.
Ever since the disappearance of the Divine Path, no one who had cultivated here in the past had been able to make even the slightest changes to the lake that was enveloped by the seven-colored light.
They could comprehend the power of the gods on the shore of the lake, and they could also enter the lake to temper their bodies and Zhenqi. They could also use their minds to communicate with the seven-colored clouds in the sky.
However, for several thousand years, not even the sect masters at the peak of the human dao were able to stir up the seven-colored water.
They were like Buddhas that divided their territories, guarding some kind of unexplainable rule.
Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, purple. These seven colors each had their own duties and were never in chaos.
However, this record was completely broken today. When He Yiming started from the extremely cold purple ice water, step by step, he arrived at the boiling red mist water. His chaotic dantian had already absorbed all seven types of divine power of water of different standards.
If it was just absorbing the power of the gods, it wouldn't be much. However, the chaotic dantian had a rather heaven-defying ability. It was actually able to fuse the different types of divine power of water together.
Water was impermanent, but no matter how it changed, the origin of everything was still water.
Only a powerful chaotic dantian could fuse these different forms of water together.
Currently, He Yiming was in the middle of the red mist. At this moment, he was also thinking about the mist cultivation method. Therefore, when he subconsciously started to circulate his Zhenqi, he immediately moved the surrounding mist.
Slowly, the red mist started to invade the territories of the other colors.
These seven colors originally didn't interfere with each other, but under the control of the chaotic dantian's divine power, they actually started to become truly chaotic.
Without any warning, the red power invaded the orange, yellow, green, and finally purple.
Even the coldest purple ice water couldn't stop the invasion of the red mist.
He Yiming's spiritual consciousness had yet to withdraw from the Book of Divine Dao, but a joyful smile unconsciously appeared on his face.
His mastery of the fog was quite thorough. Above his head, a rainbow-colored cloud flower had already condensed.
The clouds and mist were originally one. Although they were divided into upper and lower, the Book of Divine Dao had ingeniously linked the two together.
At this moment, when the cloud flower condensed, it immediately broke the balance of the seven-colored light.
He Yiming stood up straight. He gently waved his hand, and the seven-colored light immediately dimmed. Then, it instantly turned into a powerful water-type power that attacked He Yiming's body.
His body began to tremble slightly. It was not a big tremble, but every time he trembled, he absorbed a part of the power of the rainbow light. At this moment, his meridians were being tested by the divine power of water. Even his chaotic dantian was experiencing the same thing.
An unprecedentedly powerful power rushed into his body in this mysterious way. He was like a bottomless pit, enduring the cleansing of the divine power that had been passed down for thousands of years.
His spiritual consciousness became increasingly crystal clear. It actually made him feel like he wanted to soar into the sky.
His soul was restless in his body, as if it wanted to break out of his body again and reforge his body with divine power. However, He Yiming's remaining spiritual consciousness firmly guarded the space between his eyebrows so that he wouldn't make an unforgivable mistake.
Just as he was fully enjoying the divine power of water, he didn't know that the entire Ice Palace was in turmoil.
The seven-colored palace, the most mysterious valley in the Ice Palace, actually emitted such a powerful divine power. This was simply unbelievable.
According to the ancient records, only three thousand years ago, when the Ice Palace was on the brink of destruction, did the sect master of that generation use a secret technique to open the seven-colored palace and release the boundless divine power of water. Only then did the power leak out.
But now, there were no invaders, and no one used a secret technique to open the seven-colored palace. However, this massive power leak was real.
As their figures flashed, the five peak powerhouses of humanity arrived at the entrance of the seven-colored palace.
In the distance, White Horse Lightning and Baozhu didn't panic at all. This was because they had absolute confidence in He Yiming. On the other hand, Kirin neighed in this direction. However, before the Sacred Lord Kirin called out to it, it wasn't interested in interfering with human affairs.
"Brother Bing, what's going on?" Zi Yuli asked in a deep voice.
Bing Xiaotian's face was pale. His pale face revealed a sliver of loftiness, "It's He Yiming. I don't know what cultivation method he's practising, but he's actually stirring up the seven-colored light."
Everyone's hearts shivered. They all knew that this was where the divine power of water resided.
This was also where the Ice Palace's ultimate power was hidden. Unless the Ice Palace was on the brink of destruction, the power here couldn't be activated.
Furthermore, only the secret technique that the master of the Ice Palace practiced could successfully activate the divine power of water here.
But at this moment, seeing the miraculous scene in the valley, everyone felt a strong surge of emotion in their hearts. This He Yiming was really unbelievable. Could it be that he had even learned the most mysterious control method of the Ice Palace?
The Sacred Lord Kirin's eyes darted around. After a while, he said in a deep voice, "Brother Bing, what should we do now?"
This was the Ice Palace after all. Since something so strange had happened, it was naturally up to Bing Xiaotian to decide how to deal with it.
The sect master's face turned green and red. After some hesitation, he finally said, "Everyone, He Yiming is absorbing the seven-colored water power of the Ice Palace. This isn't a big deal, but there's a limit to human strength. It's impossible to absorb all the power. If we ignore it, the tragedy from three thousand years ago will repeat itself … "
Everyone's faces changed. Clearly, they had all heard of the legend from three thousand years ago.
"There are five of us here. Can we stop him?" Ao Borui asked hesitantly.
When he said that, he was seriously lacking in confidence. After all, they did not have to face He Yiming alone. Instead, they had to face the enormous amount of water divine power.
Bing Xiaotian took a deep breath. His expression gradually returned to normal.
Since it had already happened, there was no point in regretting it. Thus, he instantly regained his composure.
"Everyone, don't worry. Without our sect's special mental technique, he can only absorb the divine power of water. He can't truly control it." After a pause, Bing Xiaotian said seriously, "We just need to cut off his connection with the divine power of water. Then, everything will return to normal."
Everyone heaved a sigh of relief. If He Yiming could control the divine power of water, they wouldn't be able to do anything even if they swarmed him. However, if they just wanted to cut off his connection with the power of the outside world, it would be a completely different story.
"Do it." Liu Changju nodded. He had always been a fiery person. Once he made a decision, he would immediately take action.
He took a step forward and stood at the front of everyone. The vital energy in his body surged. Even his body seemed to be rippling with a circle of red.
The power of the Fire Element was stimulated to the extreme in an instant, and even the surrounding air was greatly affected.
Then, he rubbed his palms together. A red heat wave that could be seen with the naked eye instantly rolled out. It swept towards He Yiming. (To be continued, if you want to know what will happen next, please go to www.qidian.com, there are more chapters. Support the author, support the original reading!)
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