The unprecedented feeling of contentment made Ding Ning's whole body, like the most sophisticated instrument, begin to operate in overload.
His Nine Apertures rotated like a tornado, purifying and processing the endless star brilliance, and then transporting it along the meridians to his limbs and bones, converging at the Eight Extraordinary Meridians, and then dispersing again. After running one round along the meridians of the inner and outer circulatory system, it turned into the purest star liquid and flowed into the middle and lower dantian.
In his sea of consciousness, the black and white Tai Chi diagram was also sparing no effort, purifying the little spiritual power contained in the star brilliance again and again, and then turning it into spiritual liquid that flowed into his sea of consciousness.
Not enough, not enough, not enough.
Ding Ning always felt that there seemed to be something missing in that contentment, which made him feel that it was not perfect enough. The feeling of imperfection made him feel lost, and an inexplicable desire arose in his heart. He wanted to embrace the starry sky, embrace the whole world.
His spirit suddenly left his body, and the Starry Sky Breathing Technique began to operate automatically. As he inhaled and exhaled, there was a momentary disorder in the starry pillar that connected the sky and the earth, making the sky and the earth flicker.
But soon, the stars all over the sky formed a strange resonance with the Starry Sky Breathing Technique. The stars began to flicker regularly as he inhaled and exhaled, as if they were echoing with Ding Ning.
Ding Ning closed his eyes tightly, immersed in the happiness of owning the whole starry sky. The Star Soul that left his body floated in the starry sky, and countless stars kept twinkling around him, establishing a wonderful resonance with him.
With this resonance, more majestic star power flowed into Ding Ning's body, and strangely, a part of the star power was connected with his spirit, constantly providing endless energy for his spirit.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
His spirit flew higher and higher, flew farther and farther, flew into the sky, crossed the clouds, and flew straight to the Ninth Heaven. The howling astral wind was piercingly cold, like a bone-scraping steel knife, constantly cutting his spirit.
A touch of pain appeared on the face of his spirit, and wisps of his soul were eroded and cut off by the astral wind like flesh and blood, annihilated in the Ninth Heaven Astral Wind.
The instinctive crisis made his spirit stop continuing to rise, hovering in the air, relying on the energy provided by the stars to constantly repair his spirit body, and forming a stalemate with the astral wind.
"Is this the refining of the spirit of the Holy Martial Arts Realm? It really is terrifying. This is only the first layer of the Nine Heavens Astral Wind, yet I have no choice but to stop here. How terrifying would the eight layers be? "
Ding Ning murmured to himself. When he reached a certain realm, he didn't need anyone to tell him anything. He could vaguely sense what he should do.
It corresponded to the nine levels of the Nine Heavens of the Saint Realm. Right now, he was in the First Heaven of the Saint Realm, so it corresponded to the first level of the Gale. When his soul was safe under the first level of the Gale, he would be able to continue rising and accept the second level of the Gale. At that time, it would mean that he had broken through the First Heaven of the Saint Realm and entered the Second Heaven of the Saint Realm.
However, the process of soul refinement wasn't something an ordinary person could endure. If one's willpower was slightly weaker, the inhuman pain of ecstasy was enough to make one's soul scatter and die.
It was no wonder that there were fewer and fewer experts who could enter the Holy Martial Arts Realm. This kind of pain of soul refinement, even someone like him who had undergone weapon refinement, almost couldn't bear it. It could be seen how dangerous the pain of soul refinement was.
What Ding Ning didn't know was that because he was the fusion of his main soul and eight Martial Souls, which was the extreme number of nine, the power of the Soul-quenching Gang Wind was nine times that of ordinary people. That was why he found it unbearable.
Moreover, when ordinary experts of the Holy Martial Arts Realm refined their souls, they would guard their souls and retreat after coming into contact with the Gale. They would only come again after their damaged souls were healed. They would slowly adapt to the intensity of the Gale of the Nine Heavens to refine their souls. Therefore, the time it took for an ordinary expert of the Holy Martial Arts Realm to break through a realm was calculated in years. Who would be like him, foolishly resisting the Gale of the Nine Heavens without retreating?
。
The Gale of the Nine Heavens was equivalent to the Gale of Soul Refinement of an ordinary expert in the Ninth Heaven. Therefore, even Ding Ning trembled all over under the first gale. The pain of his soul being constantly torn apart was almost unbearable. If it weren't for his extraordinary willpower and the mistaken belief that if he retreated now, it would be equivalent to the failure of soul refinement, he could only grit his teeth and persevere.
Fortunately, the surrounding stars continuously provided him with energy, allowing his soul to repeat the process of being constantly destroyed and constantly repaired. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to hold on.
Destroy … Repair … Destroy … Repair … Destroy …
This process was constantly repeated, making Ding Ning's soul constantly stronger. Gradually, he had adapted to the intensity of the first gale. Although it could still cause a little pain to his soul, it was no longer as easy as before to cause substantial damage to his soul.
Ding Ning breathed a sigh of relief. The strengthening of his spirit had also improved his willpower. When he felt that the first layer of the Astral Wind could no longer pose any threat to him, he began to climb up again in one go and entered the second layer of heaven to endure a new round of ravaging and soul tempering.
His soul leaving his body turned Ding Ning's body into an empty shell without a soul. He lay on the sand dune with a dull and empty expression. Half of his body had been buried in the sand and dust, and he didn't notice the crowd that was surrounding him from all directions.
At the edge of the desert, Ling Yun and others looked up at the sky and the earth with solemn faces. Lang Kui hesitated for a while and said, "Young Mistresses, how about I take someone to check it out? That seems to be the center of the desert. Could it be the young master?"
"No, Ding Ning said to wait here, so we'll wait here. Although it is the center of the desert, it may not be caused by Ding Ning. Maybe it's the birth of some rare treasure."
Ling Yun was quite tempted, but after thinking about it, he still resolutely rejected it.
"What if it's the young master?"
Lang Kui said with some worry.
"There's nothing we can do if it's him. If he can't settle it, let's not talk about whether we can help or not. Even if we can help, how long will it take for us to get there?"
Feng Wu agreed with Ling Yun's opinion and calmly analyzed.
Angel nodded repeatedly. She knew that Ding Ning had a magical artifact that could store people. She thought that he could hide in it like her Heart of the Ocean. Therefore, she subconsciously thought that if Ding Ning encountered a strong enemy, he could hide in the magical artifact. Therefore, she was not worried about Ding Ning's safety at all.
Lang Kui thought it was reasonable and could only nod helplessly. He obediently arranged for people to guard the surroundings in case of a sneak attack.
"Miyamoto, do you think there's a treasure in front of us?"
Dozens of kilometers away from the center of the desert, a group of warriors were taking small steps and quickly advancing toward the center of the desert. Thirteenth Wang was careful and looked at the huge star pillar that connected the sky and the earth. He swallowed his saliva and asked Miyamoto Minghao, who followed closely behind him.
"It looks like a strange treasure has certainly appeared. Otherwise, why would such a strange phenomenon appear? Miyamoto Minghao is full of good fortune. This strange treasure must have appeared for you."
Miyamoto Minghao suppressed the greed in his heart and respectfully flattered the Thirteenth Wang.
"Haha, Miyamoto Minghao, thank you for your auspicious words. If I can obtain this treasure, Miyamoto Yuichi will become my disciple in the future."
Thirteenth Wang laughed happily and patted Miyamoto Minghao's shoulder as he promised.
"Thank you, Miyamoto Minghao. I thank you on behalf of Yuichi. I will certainly do my best to help Miyamoto Minghao obtain the treasure."
Miyamoto Minghao was wild with joy and thanked him profusely. Although the treasure was good, he had to be alive to take it. Although Miyamoto Yuichi had received guidance from the God of Swords, he had only received guidance.
How could it be compared to formally becoming the disciple of Thirteenth Wang, the chief disciple of the Sword God Palace?
"Well said, well said. Now, let's work together. If I become the Sword God Palace Master in the future, I will certainly not mistreat the Miyamoto family."
Thirteenth Wang laughed proudly. He even glanced at the silent Nodera Hachiaki with a disdainful and provocative gaze.
…
"It's so beautiful. Uncle Feng, what exactly is happening up ahead? Could it be that a treasure has really appeared? "
Helena, dressed in clean mercenary attire, quietly asked Feng Lingxiao beside her as she gazed at the starry pillar in the distance with infatuation in her beautiful eyes.
In private, she called Feng Lingxiao father. However, this time, there were many members of the Royal Alliance with her in the competition. Her relationship with Feng Lingxiao was very secretive. Otherwise, given her impure royal blood, how could she have the right to be the leader of the Royal Alliance? Thus, in front of outsiders, she always called Feng Lingxiao uncle.
"I don't think it's the birth of a treasure, but I can't say for sure what is going on. I have never seen such a strange phenomenon before."
Feng Lingxiao's expression was puzzled. He shook his head in confusion, unable to give an answer.
"Why? I feel that this is very similar to the birth of a treasure recorded in the ancient books. "
Helena blinked her big blue eyes and asked with a perplexed expression.
"It is very similar, but the problem is that the phenomenon of a treasure's birth will only last for a moment. I have never heard of a treasure's birth lasting for such a long time."
A middle-aged Chinese man beside Feng Lingxiao interrupted.
"That's right. Based on our many years of experience in the martial world, although this phenomenon is very similar to the birth of a treasure, the probability of it actually being the birth of a treasure is very small."
Another Chinese old man with a protruding mouth and monkey cheeks also stroked the goatee under his chin and shook his head to express his opinion.
"Tsk, you always talk about the martial world as if you know everything. I think you Chinese are just pretending to be mysterious."
A handsome Caucasian young man with blonde hair and blue eyes sat on a camel. He glanced at Feng Lingxiao and the others with disdain and mocked.
"You …"
The old man was old, but he had a good temper. He smiled nonchalantly and was too lazy to argue. However, the Chinese young man beside the old man glared at him angrily.
"Pa!"
A loud whip sounded and lashed on the Chinese young man. An arrogant and mean woman shouted coldly, "How dare a lowly servant disrespect His Royal Highness Blall."
"Enough, Princess Millie Snow. Even if he is a servant, he is still my servant. What qualifications do you have to lecture him?"
Helena's face darkened. She angrily stared at the gorgeous woman who was also riding a camel and scolded her.
Millie Snow pursed her lips, and a hint of jealousy flashed in her eyes. "Your Highness Princess Helena, although you are the current leader of the Royale Alliance, we are all members representing the Royale Alliance. Put away your pride as the leader of the Royale Alliance. You don't have the right to teach me a lesson."
"Pa!"
A loud whip ruthlessly lashed on Millie Snow's body. She screamed in pain and her eyes became bloodshot. She looked at the gloomy Helena in disbelief and screamed hysterically, "Helena, are you crazy? How dare you whip me? "
"Whipping you is already light. If you dare to provoke me again, believe it or not, I will make sure you can't walk out of the desert alive."
Helena lashed a beautiful whip with a gloomy expression, and an explosive sound came in the air.
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
