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In two and a half days, Ye Mo had to cultivate four Level-Four Ninth-Tier seals that would satisfy Ling 'er. This was an impossible task.
But Ye Mo couldn't care less. He started with the Sorrowful Joy Fire Dance.
"I have wood attribute Zhen Yuan, so it's very easy for me to control the runes. Moreover, my Caged Dragon Power can also support it. But this Joy and Sorrow Concept is a bit troublesome."
Ye Mo shook his head.
Joy and sorrow were two conflicting emotions. Comprehending them into a will and merging them into a seal was something that Ye Mo had never attempted before.
"Brother Ye Mo, you are an expert in wills. Both the Will of Sorrow and the Will of Joy are simple wills. The only thing you need to focus on is the fusion of the two wills. Think back to Lady Zi Yi's Icefire Taiji Sword. The will she displayed was the truly difficult one. If you can fuse the two wills together, it will be extremely easy for you to fuse any two conflicting wills in the future."
Ling 'er said.
"That's right. The fusion of concepts is an essential lesson on the path of cultivation. This is also a form of training."
Hong Ling chimed in as well.
"I understand!"
Ye Mo nodded and sat down cross-legged. Drawing the seal was not the most important thing. Instead, he needed to understand the Will of Sorrow and Joy.
Gradually, Ye Mo sank into his memories. Sad scenes appeared in his mind – his father's death, Xiao Yue's departure, Feng Qingyang's death, and so on. Following that, more happy scenes appeared. Xiao Yue stayed by his side, Xiao Cao followed behind him, calling him Young Master, Young Master. He killed Cao Zhengchun and took his revenge. He became the hero of the Tianwu Kingdom, and Qi Ying truly became his woman.
As these scenes played out, Ye Mo seemed to have truly entered a state of sorrow and joy. Sometimes, he would smile, and sometimes, he would cry.
"Sorrow, Joy, how can I fuse these two states? What am I supposed to do? "
After an hour, he was still unable to fuse the two Concepts. Two opposing Concepts. What should he do?
Ling 'er sat beside Ye Mo, looking at him from afar. Ye Mo had fallen into this state, and there was nothing she could do. He could only rely on himself. Wills were comprehended by oneself. No amount of guidance from others would be of any use.
"I understand now!"
Just as Ye Mo was struggling for a long time, he seemed to have realized that sadness and happiness could be linked together. After sadness came happiness. Ye Mo could even connect the sad scenes of his past with the happy scenes of his life.
"What's the point of joy without sorrow? If there's no joy, where there's sorrow? Joy and sorrow are already linked together, so why should I fuse them? "
At that moment, the Enlightenment Lamp lit up in Ye Mo's mind. He opened his eyes in an instant, and the corners of his mouth curled up.
"Next, I need to draw the seal and fuse it!"
Ye Mo used the fire element heart-stone and started to draw on it.
"Not up to standard. The technique of the symbol is not up to standard, and the concept is not completely integrated. This kind of symbol, this kind of failure, can only be regarded as trash.
"Unqualified. Although the outline of the symbol has passed, you did not fuse the concept into it in time. As a result, the power of the concept of sorrow and joy has decreased by half."
"This time, it's not bad. However, it's only at the Level-4 Ninth Layer. There's still a gap if it wants to hurt Chu Tian."
"Not bad. You can work harder."
"Congratulations, you've finally refined a Sorrow Joy Fire Dance that Ling 'er is satisfied with."
After eight attempts and using up four Heart-stones, Ye Mo finally managed to cultivate a successful Seal Zone. Ye Mo was well aware of how strong this seal was, as his Heart had already fought a huge battle with him.
After cultivating the first seal, Ye Mo started on the other three seals. They were the Water Wall, Earth Judgement, and Wood Restraint.
The four types of seals represented attack, defense, control, and judgment respectively.
It took Ye Mo three whole days to successfully cultivate all four types of seals. Furthermore, Ling 'er was satisfied with the quality of each of the seals.
From Ye Mo's point of view, the most powerful one was the Shackles of Wood Seal, which could be used to restrain an opponent's aura.
These four seals were the trump cards Ye Mo had used to defeat the four generals of the First Heaven Society.
Time quickly passed, and in the blink of an eye, three days had passed. The finals of the Chosen Selection had finally arrived.
The finals would be held in the Desolate Mountain.
Therefore, the disciples of the Six Dao Palaces wouldn't be able to watch.
Those who could watch the finals were the Saints of the Desolate Mountain and the elders of the Inner Peak. They were all the core disciples of the Door of Desolation, the geniuses of each generation.
Of course, the Desolate Mountain had also invited the clan leaders of the Four Major Clans to watch the finals.
Therefore, those who could watch the finals were all people who stood at the peak of the Zone of Desolation.
Everyone knew what a Saint represented. To be able to stand out from the Six Dao Palaces was like picking out a genius from among the genius disciples. Furthermore, the selection was only held once every three years. One could imagine how difficult it was to become a Saint.
Therefore, a Saint was the core of the Door of Desolation, and also the cornerstone of the entire Zone of Desolation. Wherever they went, they would be respected by others. Their own clans would also feel the glory of becoming a Saint.
Therefore, the Chosen Selection, especially the finals, was full of excitement.
Whether the older disciples would be stronger, or the new disciples would surpass the old, no one knew.
This time, three people from the Cultivation Dao Palace had entered the finals. No one was surprised. But Ye Mo, as a new disciple, had obtained first place in the rankings. This caused quite a stir.
Slowly, Ye Mo, Taiyi Qinglian, and Gao Mingkun entered the arena.
The venue was a huge square with a very large area. The material of the square was not ordinary. It was condensed from a kind of Fire Yuan Stone. It was very hard. It would not be easy for a Transcendence Realm expert to destroy it.
On top of the square, there was a tall platform. On the platform, there were three huge seats. From the looks of it, these were the seats of three important figures.
As time passed, silhouettes slowly descended. These silhouettes all had powerful auras. They wore the robes of the Door of Desolation, but on their waists hung a token. On the token was the word "Saint." They were the cornerstone of the Door of Desolation, the Saints.
"So strong. This is the true power of the Door of Desolation. There are hundreds of Saints, and five levels of them are all in the Profound World Realm."
Looking at this scene, Ye Mo couldn't help but exclaim in his heart. His strength was nothing in front of them.
"Among these Saints, there are disciples from the Asura Dao Palace," Taiyi Qinglian said. "But they're only friends with First Brother Mu Sang. After they became Saints, they didn't take care of the Asura Dao Palace."
"Experts in the Profound World Realm are always high and mighty," Gao Mingkun said.
"Experts in the Profound World Realm have always been high and mighty. Moreover, the age gap between the Chosen from the Asura Palace and us is too great. It might be a few hundred years."
Gao Mingkun said.
Just as the three of them finished talking, Ye Mo saw Chu Tian and the other three slowly enter the arena. Their entrance attracted the cheers of many Saints.
Looking at Chu Tian and the other three, Ye Mo clenched his fists tightly.
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