socalfunplaces Chapter 312 The Second Thunder Soul Inheritance
Chapter 312 The Second Thunder Soul Inheritance
Chapter 312 The Second Thunder Soul Inheritance
Around that moment, Chen Yi felt a movement on his left wrist.
It was a strange tremor, followed by a clear, crisp girl's voice, with a strong groan of someone getting up and a hint of languor, appearing in Chen Yi's mind without warning:
[Where am I? How long have I been asleep?]
His voice was a little groggy, like a kitten stretching after just waking up.
But the next second, the voice suddenly rose, filled with surprise:
【Wow! Why is my thinking so clear?!】
【ah!】
[That demonic thought has receded by more than 20%! Little Chen, you did a great job!]
In her mind, the Ninth Princess cried out, clearly extremely satisfied with her current state.
Chen Yi raised an eyebrow slightly, his feet never stopping, calmly responding in his mind:
"Now that you've received the benefits, get to work. All that Golden Thunder True Essence I gave you wasn't for nothing. See if there are any other great opportunities around here."
The Ninth Princess was in a good mood and surprisingly agreed to cooperate with Chen Yi.
An invisible wave emanated from Chen Yi's wrist, instantly covering an area of several miles.
After scanning for a while, the Ninth Princess began to report the location to Chen Yi:
There used to be a fire lion in that mountain valley; it looked quite nutritious!
Behind that is—oh, a guy with silver horns, quite the clever fellow!
There's another bone tree up ahead, it looks really strange. And there are two more rare treasures buried underground—
She went on and on about some serendipitous encounters in the vicinity, clearly considering even living things as opportunities.
However, these are varieties that Chen Yi and Ning Bu'er don't really need.
Chen Yi had little interest in something that was not very helpful but quite dangerous.
He filtered out the jumbled information and turned his gaze to the deeper part of this ancient battlefield, where a faint, oppressive fluctuation emanated.
He finally asked:
[Hundreds of miles from the center, there is a secret place of spatial energy, where the Silver Spirit Clan’s clan’s treasure is located. What is it?]
How dangerous is the journey? What other energies are present along the way?
The Ninth Princess remained silent for a while, seemingly extending her sensory reach out.
A moment later, her voice rang out again, this time with a hint of surprise:
[There it is! Hmm, it's quite a nice spiritual treasure, and it seems to have reached the third tribulation! Hmm, the Silver Void Hammer, so it's this little guy.]
Her tone became somewhat serious, even carrying a hint of warning:
That place is still quite dangerous for you; you probably can't go.
Before she could finish speaking, the Ninth Princess suddenly stopped.
She seemed to have sensed something incredible, and her perception snapped back, focusing entirely on Chen Yi.
[Huh? Wait, what happened to you? How long have I been asleep? How did you become so strong?!]
Divine thoughts flowed like mercury onto the ground, silently permeating every inch of the skin.
The Ninth Princess's consciousness roamed within Chen Yi's body, and the deeper she went, the stronger the sense of surprise that originated from the depths of her soul became.
A few days ago, this physical body, though strong, was still within the realm of normalcy.
At this moment, wherever the divine sense touched, the flesh and blood were as clear as jade, and the bones were as tough as gold. In particular, the nascent soul in the dantian and the many thunder essences in the body were so pure that they were astonishing.
It was not just a quantitative accumulation, but a qualitative leap, as if an invisible hand had compressed what would have taken more than ten years of painstaking work into just a few hours.
Is there a problem with the flow of time?
The Ninth Princess was momentarily dazed.
She even suspected that her sleep was not just a few days, but a century of change.
She repeatedly checked the scale in her soul.
That's right, just a few days.
How is that possible?
The Ninth Princess's divine sense lingered on Chen Yi's lightning crystals, which were pulsating with terrifying golden essence.
This speed of growth and this compatibility with the "Thunder Spirit Body Forging Technique" suddenly opened the door to her long-sealed memories.
That figure, her first master, that exceptionally talented man who once stood at the pinnacle of a certain world.
The talent and potential that Chen Yi was displaying at this moment were faintly reminiscent of that man, and even surpassed him.
If that's the case, then all the previous plans were wrong.
The Ninth Princess's illusory spirit body trembled slightly within the black bracelet space.
She shouldn't have treated Chen Yi merely as a temporary host, a tool to exorcise demonic energy.
If this young man named Chen Yi can truly replicate or even surpass that person's glory, then her following him will no longer be a condescension, but a high-stakes gamble.
Help him grow, help him return to the realm of the Three Tribulations Spiritual Treasure, break through to the Fourth Tribulation, and even touch the supreme throne of the legendary top-level Heavenly Treasure.
At that time, as a companion spirit, she might truly be able to break free from her constraints and attain enlightenment through her spirit form.
That realm, which existed only in legends, now had a glimmer of hope because of the young man before them.
With her mind at ease, the Ninth Princess no longer hesitated.
"Since you have some potential, then this princess will go all out."
Her voice echoed in Chen Yi's mind, carrying a hint of determination and a desperate spirit: "I'll expend a little of my essence to help you find out what's going on over there."
Before he could finish speaking, the black bracelet on Chen Yi's wrist suddenly vibrated.
A mysterious, ancient, and extremely condensed spiritual energy burst forth from the pitch-black bracelet.
That was not an ordinary divine sense probe, but a black thread formed from primordial power, ignoring spatial distance, like a venomous snake emerging from its hole, instantly piercing through the void and probing towards that chaotic land in the distance.
Three breaths.
Just three breaths later.
A painful groan suddenly exploded in Chen Yi's mind.
"ah!"
The voice was shrill, carrying the pain of a soul being burned.
Immediately afterward, the Ninth Princess's weak and shocked murmur came, her words coming at an extremely fast pace, as if she were repeating some unbelievable scene: "There are actually three layers of space folded together—and the origin of the Soul Thunder is hidden in the shallow layer of the void, its root anchored within the Divine Soul Spirit Realm—how can it be so complicated?"
Chen Yi felt a chill run down his spine. If even someone as knowledgeable as the Ninth Princess could cry out in pain and complain about the complexities of the situation, then the danger of that place was probably far beyond what he had anticipated.
"Young Chen, I've really suffered for you this time."
The Ninth Princess's voice trembled noticeably, clearly indicating that the attack had damaged her very essence: "I spared no effort to expend my essence, sending a wisp of my spiritual sense into the shallow layers of spacetime to try and locate the silver hammer and its state. Little did I expect that the silver hammer, hidden within the shallow layers of the void, would also contain a terrifying source of soul lightning."
She paused, her tone becoming more solemn than ever before: "Moreover, the origin of that soul lightning doesn't seem to be in the shallow layers of space, but rather anchored in a divine soul realm, its root hidden deep within that divine soul realm."
It's difficult, extremely difficult.
Whether there are other dangers in that anchored Soul Thunder Realm, I don't know—my thoughts couldn't even penetrate it before being strangled by the Soul Thunder and spatial turbulence there.
Finally, she said, almost as a warning, "Young man Chen, I suggest you give up for now. That place is not something you can enter with your current cultivation level."
Chen Yi's face was ashen.
A three-layered folded space, the origin of soul thunder, anchored in the realm of the divine soul.
These three words together form a deadly trap.
But no sign of retreat appeared in his eyes; instead, two golden flames ignited within them.
After all, neither the shallow layer of space nor the origin of soul lightning had the power to kill Chen Yi.
Since the essence of that soul lightning could injure the Ninth Princess, it meant that its grade was extremely high. If it could be absorbed—
"Let's see how things go."
Just then, a silver ripple appeared in the space behind them.
Amidst the rippling waves, a figure in a silver robe appeared out of thin air—it was Silver Horn.
This prodigy of the Silver Spirit Clan had clearly sensed the anomaly ahead, his eyes gleaming with excitement: "Fellow Daoist Chen, what do you say? Shall we go and investigate together?"
Chen Yi glanced at him but did not refuse: "Okay."
The two of them, one after the other, disappeared into the chaotic void ruins.
The space here is extremely unstable, with spatial cracks everywhere that are difficult to see with the naked eye. If you are not careful, you will be cut into pieces.
But Chen Yi's eyes gleamed with golden light, and he stepped precisely into the safe zone of the spatial nodes with each step, as if he were strolling leisurely.
Silver Horn followed behind, looking at the figure in front of him, secretly horrified.
This human cultivator's spatial perception has improved so much in such a short time that his innate advantage as Yin Lingyixiao is gradually becoming nonexistent in front of Chen Yi.
The distance of several hundred miles was covered in just a quarter of an hour thanks to their rapid flight.
Ahead lay a strange field of light, a mix of silver and purple.
The two stopped at the same time, almost in perfect unison, and watched from a distance.
The space in that area had a strange, distorted feel, as if the air was being scorched by high temperatures, layer upon layer, making it difficult to see clearly.
The scales at the corner of Silver Horn's eyes opened slightly, and a silver divine light shone deep within his pupils.
This is the racial talent of the Silver Scale Clan—"Spatial Divine Sense," which allows them to directly perceive the mysteries of the shallow layers of space.
Divine senses penetrated the surface fog and reached the core.
The next instant, Silver Horn's breathing stopped abruptly.
Within the shallow layer of that silver ring-shaped space, a heavy hammer with an ancient design and flowing liquid silver light was quietly suspended.
Silver Hammer!
That is the clan's treasured artifact, which has been lost for a long time according to the clan's records!
If he can obtain it, his spatial abilities will undergo a qualitative change, and he may even be able to reach the legendary realm of "Void Lord".
Greed instantly overwhelmed reason.
Silver Horn completely ignored Chen Yi's attempts to stop him, and even forgot about the dangers that lurked around this place.
The pair of silver horns on his forehead suddenly burst forth with dazzling divine light, transforming into two sharp swords that pierced straight towards the shallow layer of that space.
"Come back!" Chen Yi shouted, but it was too late.
The moment the silver divine light touched that layer of spatial ripples.
A soft, trembling sound rang out, like a snapped string.
Immediately afterwards, the calm shallow space suddenly surged, and a bolt of lightning, so dark purple it was almost black, exploded brightly at the level of the soul without warning.
"what!"
A bloodcurdling scream erupted from Silver Horn's mouth.
That silver divine sense, powerful enough to pierce through metal and stone, was as fragile as paper before the purple lightning, and was instantly shattered.
Silver Horn's face turned deathly pale, his eyes wide open, his pupils filled with terror.
He opened his mouth, wanting to remind Chen Yi: "The shallow layer of this space actually contains the essence of soul lightning, entangled with that Silver Sky Hammer—"
But the sound was stuck in his throat and he couldn't make it out at all.
An irresistible and terrifying suction force suddenly descended.
The feeling was as if an invisible giant hand had pierced through his physical body, gripped his soul tightly, and dragged it outwards!
Not only was his consciousness damaged, but his opponent wanted his life!
That's a devouring attack from the soul level!
Silver Horn's body froze in mid-air, the excruciating pain of his soul leaving his body contorting his features.
"Fellow Daoist Chen, help me!"
At this moment, the dignity of a prodigy and the glory of a race were all crushed by the fear of death.
He frantically transmitted his voice to Chen Yi through his soul, his voice shrill and piercing.
A deadly sense of crisis enveloped his entire body. Deep within the spirit realm where the soul thunder resided, some kind of living creature was hiding, feeding, and Silver Horn's soul was its prey!
Chen Yi stood still, his clothes fluttering in the wind.
The golden light in his eyes was dazzling to the extreme. He activated the "Penetrating Void Eye" at full power, and the world before him was peeled away layer by layer in his eyes.
The moment Silver Horn's soul was pulled from his body, he finally saw the full picture of the trap.
The first layer, spatial fluctuations emitted by the Silver Sky Hammer;
The second layer is anchored to the primordial power of soul thunder in the shallow space;
In the third layer, deep within the spiritual realm of the soul connected to the origin of the soul thunder, a massive vortex is spinning wildly, and the suction force originates from this.
This complex space holds alluring opportunities.
Chen Yi's eyes were cold, but he did not make any rash moves.
In this situation, rescuing someone could easily result in your own death if you're not careful.
At that moment, Silver Horn was clearly fighting desperately.
"Help me!!"
With this roar, a bright silver light shone from the center of Silver Horn's brow, and a small silver divine soul shield engraved with intricate patterns appeared out of thin air.
This was his most treasured life-saving item, which instantly blocked the departing soul.
boom!
The suction force was abruptly cut off by the divine soul shield for a moment.
But then, from the depths of space, purple lightning danced wildly, and countless tiny purple lightning bolts, like sharks smelling blood, slammed frantically against the silver shield.
That shield, which was strong enough to withstand the soul attack of a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, was now like a lone boat in a storm, its light rapidly dimming, and it could shatter at any moment.
"Fellow Daoist Chen, please lend a hand!" Silver Horn's voice was already trembling with sobs.
Chen Yi's gaze swept over the wildly dancing purple lightning, and a glint of light suddenly flashed in his eyes.
This Soul Lightning—it's actually much more advanced than my Purple Lightning Soul Lightning!
good chance.
It would both do Silver Horn a favor and test the Soul Thunder's true strength, and even—
Without further hesitation, Chen Yi unleashed his divine soul power instantly.
There was no earth-shattering display. At the level of the soul, a phantom hand materialized out of thin air. Instead of grabbing Silver Horn directly with its fingertips, it suddenly shot out four purple lightning bolts.
That's Chen Yi's Soul Thunder Whip!
Each lightning whip was densely wrapped with mid-stage fourth-tier soul lightning runes, radiating a destructive and violent aura.
"Clap clap clap clap!"
Four crisp sounds exploded in the void.
The four lightning whips, like four intelligent purple lightning serpents, instantly tore through the void, carrying an unstoppable momentum, and fiercely plunged into that chaotic shallow space.
Instead of trying to pull Silver Horn, they directly confronted the wildly dancing purple lightning.
Fight thunder with thunder!
boom!
Two bolts of lightning, originating from the same source but different in nature, collided violently in the void.
The expected explosion did not occur. Instead, it was like a drop of water merging into the ocean, or like two greedy venomous snakes biting each other's tails.
They intertwined, devoured, and merged in a frenzy.
The moment the two purple lightning bolts touched, that familiar vibration originating from the depths of their souls returned once more.
Chen Yi's lips curled up slightly.
really.
Within his soul, the cold, mechanical system notification sounded like heavenly music:
[Detected peak fourth-tier purple lightning soul lightning essence, currently being absorbed]