Chapter 623: 271: Eye of God!
The Wanderer in the Desert (Requesting Monthly Tickets)_2 Chapter 623: 271: Eye of God!
The Wanderer in the Desert (Requesting Monthly Tickets)_2 I lost myself in this sense of ’emptiness’ for an unknown length of time, in a void where time, too, had lost its meaning and had become ‘nothing’.
Suddenly, a flicker of spiritual light and wave seemed to be born from the void of darkness.
It was like a ripple, emanating within a serene Heart Lake that had been calm for so long.
Time, which had no meaning before, was assigned new significance with the ripple’s movement in the Heart Lake, changing from nothing into something.
This meant that the Heart Lake, which was originally devoid of waves and thus became nothingness, suddenly regained its significance through the ripple.
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The Heart Lake fluctuated, and the power of the spirit was reborn…
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“Who am I…”
A thought was born from the Heart Lake.
In the ripples of the Heart Lake’s water, a handsome face gradually emerged, its temples streaked with white hair, and its eyes twinkling like the morning star.
Just as he had initially appeared.
“Longevity Daozi…
Chen Baimao…
I am Chen Dengming…”
“Where am I?”
More questions gradually arose from the Heart Lake, creating ripples.
From no thoughts to one thought, one thought became several
Chen Dengming gradually pulled his mind out of the ‘nothingness’ state.
At this moment, the previously meaningless darkness suddenly became bright.
Images emerged in the darkness, it was the slender and graceful figure of He Yingyu, standing straight, elegant beyond reproach.
A light smile and a glance, her hair falling down like a cascading waterfall, seems to bring light to this dark world.
“Junior brother…
Please wake up…”
“Senior Sister…”
Chen Dengming’s Heart Lake stirred up even more ripples, all related to endearing scenes with He Yingyu.
At that moment, his Heart Lake seemed to be filled with a vast amount of newly formed lake water.
It was exuberant and turbulent.
At the same time, another calling, seemingly from the depths of the Heart Lake echoed again and again.
“Daddy…
Daddy…”
“Daddy, did you abandon us to pursue cultivation?”
“Daddy!
Take us to the Immortal World.
We also want to cultivate.”
In the ripples of the Heart Lake, the figures of Chen Yiran and Chen Jing emerged.
“Yiran, Jing’er…?”
Chen Dengming’s heart jolted, and a tidal wave stirred up his Heart Lake.
“Fell…
fellow Daoist…”
The call of Mini Array Spirit, seemed to be very close by, pulling his spirit out of the boundless darkness…
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“Ling’er!”
Abruptly waking up, Chen Dengming felt a biting cold creeping across his body as if he was in an icy sea, chilling him to his core.
He felt his entire body stiff and powerless, his spirit slightly fatigued.
However, it felt like he had regained some of his Heart Force.
His Heavenly Immortal Dao Power seemed to be drained completely but his Human Immortal Dao Power was somewhat preserved.
“Where am I?”
Chen Dengming opened his eyes.
He saw nothing but a hazy, cold, dark fog.
It felt like he was lying in a viscous, cold liquid.
This liquid gave him a sensation similar to the Nether Spring, freezing to the marrow and threatening to freeze his spirit and soul.
A flurry of thoughts raced through Chen Dengming’s mind.
At last, he remembered that before the arrival of numerous Senluo progeny, he entered the Seven Nihilities state.
He could not remember anything that had happened after that.
“Fell…
fellow Daoist, where are we?”
At that moment, Mini Array Spirit’s voice came from within the Soul House in his chest.
Gathering his spirits, oblivious to the dangers around him, he tentatively gained control of his spirit and responded quietly.
“I’m not sure where we are, but judging by the black fog around us, perhaps we are in the black fog above the Land of Fallen…
could there be Floating Islands above the Land of Fallen?
Do you remember how we got here?”
“No, no, I don’t remember.
All I know is that after being enveloped by your Divine Sense, I suddenly lost my memory…”
Upon hearing this, Chen Dengming frowned.
It seemed that the Mini Array Spirit, as he hoped, also entered the ‘nothingness’ state.
For this reason, it couldn’t remember previous events.
He immediately stopped asking and tried to extricate himself from the viscous liquid.
Because at this time, while lying in this liquid, his body gradually sank as though being devoured, and his divine sense had rapidly drained away.
This peculiar situation made him realize that if he were to immerse in the liquid, the outcome wouldn’t be good.
Even though there was Spiritual Energy present all around him now, it was extremely sparse, much more so than the Spiritual Energy he experienced above the Land of Fallen and within the dark fog.
Chen Dengming speculated that if he were still in the range of the dark fog, there might be offspring of Senluo close by.
He didn’t dare to rashly use any skills, fearing that attracting a large amount of Spiritual Energy might alert the offspring of Senluo.
Luckily, his Qinggong was excellent, coming from all those years of training in the mortal realm.
By slightly invoking some Spiritual Energy, he sprung out from the sinking liquid.
With a boost, he walked on water, with his Qinggong making him float.
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Occasionally, he would somersault and leap far away, quickly gliding through and causing ripples on the water’s surface.
As he kept running, Chen Dengming found his oppressive mood inexplicably lightening, finding humor in his suffering.
He, a cultivator at the Golden Core stage, was now crossing distances using Qinggong as he used to do as a martial artist in the past.
Was this a disgrace, or a reminder of his initial roots?
Noticing the fading dark fog in front of him, and the black ground vaguely in sight, Chen Dengming quickly leaped ashore, as swift as the wind.
The moment his feet touched the ground, he breathed a sigh of relief.
But he felt a bone-chilling cold oozing from the ground beneath his feet.
The ground didn’t seem to be made of stone.
Instead, it felt jelly-like – soft and sticky.
“What kind of place is this?
How could a place like this exist above the Land of Fallen?
Could it be related to Senluo?”
Chen Dengming looked ahead towards the dark passage that seemingly led up to an unknown location.
He could only feel gusts of cold wind darting out from the passage, carrying the black fog and howling eerily, causing disturbance and giving rise to negative emotions.
Despite the dilution of the black fog here, it still had that strange power from the fog above the Land of Fallen that twisted one’s spirit.
Silver light flashed across Chen Dengming’s eyes as he gradually calmed his mind to achieve the Unity of Heaven and Man State.
Learning from his past experiences and to conserve his energy, he didn’t directly enter the Heavenly Heart State; instead, he used his most proficient Unity of Heaven and Man state to resist the invasion of his mind by these negative thoughts.
He checked his belongings, none of which were lost.
He then took out the Replenishing Heart Pill and Pill of Strengthening Spirit from his storage bag, swallowed a few and sat cross-legged to regain his strength.
About a quarter of an hour later, Chen Dengming felt that he had already recovered about 60% of his energy and felt significantly better.
Just then, he had a fleeting thought.
“It seems my sister and my disciples Yiran and Jing’er were linked with me through Heartfelt Perception, which woke me up from the state of being Without Heart…”
Thinking of this, he felt both warmth and terror in his heart.
The Seven Nihilities were indeed too dangerous.
Entering this state for a short period was manageable; if he could wake up shortly after being Without Thoughts, he might still be able to escape danger.
But once he remained in the state of being Without Thoughts for slightly longer, he might slip into the state of being Without Heart, and it would be difficult to wake up again.
This time he was saved because of He Yingyu and his two mortal disciplines.
Or else, he would have fallen into an irredeemable state and would have even implicated the Mini Array Spirit and Chu Xun.
“I must hold the Soul Devouring Ancestor responsible for this.
Once I leave here and if I can attain the Nascent Soul, I will have the chance to seek revenge…”
Chen Dengming silently swore, got up and prepared to leave.
Suddenly, he halted his steps and looked back with alert at the surging cold liquid, sensing a shadow that was exerting Spiritual Might gradually approaching.
“Senluo’s offspring?”
His heart throbbed, and he whispered to himself that he was in trouble.
He was about to form a hand seal and invoke his Hurricane Battle Broadsword.
“Whoosh——”
Yet, the shadow did not surface from the water.
Instead, it collided with the rock wall beneath the water.
It seemed like a dead object with the currents, making a light noise as it crashed.
Chen Dengming felt peculiar and cautiously probed the anomaly with a small amount of Divine Sense.
The next moment, his eyes widened in disbelief; he was so shocked that he instantly retracted from the state of Unity of Heaven and Man.
In the cold liquid, a figure of an elderly man in a black robe was floating quietly.
Although he had a faint aura of Spiritual Might around him, he was devoid of life.
The man’s eyes were wide open in anger and regret, and he firmly held onto an Ebony Staff in his hand.
It was the corpse of the Soul Devouring Ancestor.
Chen Dengming was somewhat stunned.
He was just contemplating about taking his revenge against the Soul Devouring Ancestor once he had the strength.
However, his biggest enemy appeared to have fallen already?
Even the one who received the Fortune Dao inheritance in the Heavenly Immortal Dao Unification wouldn’t have such good luck, right?
At this point, he didn’t feel much joy but a bit of trepidation.
Suddenly, his Divine Sense detected something wrong with the corpse of the Soul Devouring Ancestor…
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