A crack appeared on the statue. Rays of grey light gushed out from within the crack. A strange, low, violoncell-like rhythm emanated from within the raven statue.
The grey light instantly enveloped Lu Sheng's entire body and collided with the black hand behind him.
"Puff!"
The black hand suddenly shattered and disappeared. The grey light also trembled violently and rapidly shrunk into an egg-sized ball of light around Lu Sheng. The space in front of him shook violently and rippled. Soon, a long and narrow crack was torn open.
The crack was grey and palm-sized. It was surrounded by countless strange, pitch-black edges that glowed with starlight.
However, it seemed that he had expended too much energy fighting against the black hand. The grey ball of light charged towards the grey crack with great difficulty. Halfway there, it lost its momentum and crashed into the edge of the grey crack.
"Puff."
The ball of light actually sank into the pitch-black starlight zone at the edge of the crack.
The grey ball of light that was supposed to return to the World of Pain finally lost its way and fell into the endless turbulence of the stars.
The crack did not last long and naturally disappeared.
At this moment, the deep blue whirlpool in the pond disappeared completely, leaving only the quiet blue water surface.
In this silent forbidden area that only Divine Lords could enter, if no one came to rescue him, and the whirlpool did not move, no one would find out that something had happened in the next few years.
Everything quickly returned to normal.
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"Clang … Clang … Clang …!"
Lu Sheng slowly woke up from his daze. The deep and drawn-out sound of an ancient bell rang in his ears.
"He's awake! He's awake! Young Master is awake!! "A series of hurried and surprised shouts rang in his ears.
"Thank the heavens. If anything happened to Young Master, what would our villa do in the future …"
"Bodhisattva, Buddha, bless us!"
The chaotic voices entered Lu Sheng's ears. He did not open his eyes. Instead, he quietly circulated the Yang Essence in his body and began to check his condition.
"I'm heavily injured, but I can recover on my own."
"There's nothing wrong with my memory and spirit. There's no damage, no changes."
"The outside environment is normal, everything … Wait!" Lu Sheng shuddered violently. To his horror, he discovered that there was another body wrapped in flesh and blood around him!
Shocked, he quickly circulated his spirit and scanned his surroundings.
"It's … It's actually like this!!?"
His body was currently curled up in the heart of a complete human body. It was as if he had shrunk countless times, and his body was even in a strange translucent state. Surrounding him was a male body that looked exactly like his original body.
The moment his Divine Soul scanned the outside world, a large number of memories about this body also swarmed into his mind.
This body's surname was also Lu, and his name was Lu Chong. He was about the same age as him, in his twenties. However, he was low-key and timid, and was extremely filial. Other than that, he did not have any obvious shortcomings or strengths. If it wasn't for the fact that he was born in a different place, he would just be an ordinary young man from a rich family.
From his memories, Lu Sheng learned that Lu Chong was born in a secluded mountain village called Purple Smoke.
Purple Smoke Villa had existed for thousands of years since ancient times. In the outside world, similar to the Great Yin's, it had been quietly growing and passing down its legacy.
But none of this was crucial. Most importantly, Lu Sheng could vaguely feel that the core essence of his and Lu Chong's divine souls was basically the same!
As soon as the two came into contact, they naturally fused together without any resistance. It was as if the two of them were originally the same person.
After the fusion, Lu Sheng clearly felt that his spirit had improved by a large margin. The quality of the fused spirit was clearly at the level of an ordinary person, but the improvement to his body was surprisingly great.
While he was pleasantly surprised, he also began to carefully examine and reflect. There was no such thing as a free lunch in the sky. When something good came knocking, the first thing to consider was the possible dangers that might follow.
This had become an instinctive habit of Lu Sheng's.
However, the more he thought about it and analyzed it, the more he felt that something was wrong.
From Lu Chong's memories, he learned that the environment here was no different from that of ancient China. The only difference was that there were more mysterious Qi cultivators and martial arts experts. However, most of the areas were still ruled by the imperial court.
In fact, the prosperity of the pugilistic world here was far inferior to that of the Great Yin and the Great Song.
Experts usually appeared in the form of strange people and strange things.
The Purple Smoke Villa where Lu Chong lived had some simple self-defense techniques. They also had their own blacksmiths and carpenters who could forge armor, bows, and crossbows. Moreover, the mountain was rich in resources, and they adopted many homeless orphans to train as family soldiers.
The Lu Family was like a local tyrant during the end of the Han Dynasty, famous for a time in the surrounding counties and towns.
However, with such power, the Lu Family did not spread their influence everywhere. Instead, they continued to live in a small villa.
However, what puzzled Lu Sheng the most was that there was no difference between his and Lu Chong's spirit. When Lu Chong's spirit fused with him, it was as if he was living another life. There was no difference.
One must know that in this world, even twins born at the same time would have differences due to the different living environments they grew up in.
"This … could this be …" Many thoughts flashed through Lu Sheng's mind, but most of them were conjectures and doubts about this phenomenon.
There were too many suspicious points here, so hazy that no one could see clearly.
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"Young Master, have some porridge. It's good for your stomach."
Purple Smoke Villa, West Court bedroom.
On the purple wooden bed, a beautiful girl with a well-proportioned figure was carefully helping a pale, thin, and bloodless young man up. She half leaned on the wooden bed behind him.
The girl carefully brought the bowl of porridge in her hand closer, scooped up a spoonful, blew on it, and brought it to the young man's lips.
The young man swallowed the porridge in one gulp, then looked up at the girl, then at the bedroom.
"Where's Father?" he asked in a hoarse voice.
"The villa lord has already come to see you. He's currently meeting with the elders in the Purple Yang Hall," the girl quickly replied in a small voice.
Her name was Cha Lan, Lu Chong's personal maid.
Lu Sheng closed his eyes and exhaled softly. A thread of Yang Essence slowly flowed out of his heart and began to nourish and modify this body.
However, to his surprise, when the Yang Essence flowed into this body, he immediately felt a sharp pain.
He quickly used the Yang Essence to simulate other energies and continued to probe. Devil Qi, True Qi, Inner Qi, and even the purest Essence Qi did not work.
"The level of power is too high, and the body is too weak to withstand it? Or … the fundamental laws are different … and the cells of the body can't accept it? "Lu Sheng had a vague suspicion.
After all, even in the same universe, the laws of physics would change in different forms in different environments.
In fact, the laws of physics that would naturally exist in one environment wouldn't be able to appear in another environment at all. This phenomenon was very common on Earth.
"Interesting … Looks like the environment here is very different from the Great Yin …" Lu Sheng did not force it. For him, his body was curled up in a strange form inside his heart. He could use it at any time if he wanted to. That was not a big deal.
The most important thing now was to hide his identity and investigate the surroundings. At the same time, he would recover from his injuries and find a way back.
After making the arrangements, he had his maid Cha Lan feed him several bowls of white fungus and purple rice porridge. The steaming porridge also had a lot of medicinal herbs that nourished the body. After eating it, his whole body felt warm and comfortable.
After his meal, Lu Sheng had his maidservant Cha Lan prepare a bath for him. He quickly took a bath and changed into a fresh set of clothes. Then, he left his courtyard. He started to take a stroll around the villa.
Cha Lan was afraid that he would faint like before, so she followed him carefully.
The Purple Smoke Villa was not big. It was only the size of a normal university on Earth. There were five buildings in the villa, all connected by long corridors. Between the corridors were servants' rooms, gardens, and courtyards. There was also a training ground and a battlefield.
There were more than 200 people in the villa, and 30 family soldiers. All of them were brave and skilled in battle. They often went out to hunt and clean up bandits. With their strong bows and crossbows, their bodies covered in iron and thick leather armor, and the weapons in their hands, they were almost invincible in the area.
However, these were not important. For Lu Sheng, ordinary armored soldiers, no matter how elite they were, were just so-so. He could kill them with just a breath from his main body.
What he really cared about was a big secret that the Purple Smoke Villa had been hiding.
According to Lu Chong's memories, every year since he was young, he would hold a mysterious ancient ceremony with his father and the elders in a secret ancestral hall in his family.
This ceremony seemed to be a tradition. There was no blood sacrifice, but some strange and messy things would be offered every time.
For example, one year, they needed the milk of a beautiful 15-year-old virgin. But if they were virgins, where did the milk come from?
Every year, they needed the blood from the fingertips of 99 children under the age of 10, who were asleep.
They also needed long hair that had not been cut for 20 years, and rice wine that had been soaked in rabbit blood for 10 years.
There were all kinds of strange and messy ritual items. Even Lu Sheng could not tell what the ritual was about.
However, after every ceremony, a small portion of the people in the villa would obviously become geniuses with strong martial arts.
It had been so many years. Lu Sheng dissected it from his memories, and vaguely saw something.
Although he could not use Yang Essence to strengthen his body, he had close combat martial arts that were close to the level of a Grandmaster. Even without the bloodline abilities of a Divine Lord and a Divine Weapon, and without the powerful body bestowed by demonic arts, he was still not a match for ordinary people.
In his mind, he had a lot of martial arts techniques that could easily strengthen his body. He could turn this body into a top martial arts expert in a short time.
However, he did not want to do this. His intuition told him that in this world, in this world, this person named Lu Chong was inextricably linked to him.
He had come up with a theory on his own, so he did not rush to strengthen this body. This speculation was related to the old Dharmaraja he met in the Black Seal Temple.
"Heavenly Demon … Heavenly Demon … If I'm not wrong …" Lu Sheng walked to an ancient ancestral hall and stood still. He raised his head and looked at the countless memorial tablets in the hall. His mind became clearer.
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