The Event in Memory of Lin Zhen

Amidst the wind and snow, snowflakes danced around the Star Core. Lin Zhen, now possessing Dantian Qi, didn't need to lift a finger; he used his Mental Power to directly bring the Star Core to his Dantian.

What he needs is not the rock at the Star Core, but the energy, Gravity, and lightning within it.

Enveloped by the Dantian Qi, this power began to flow into Lin Zhen's body.

This is an extremely dangerous process. Lin Zhen is still solidifying his Dantian while simultaneously absorbing the Star Core. If anything goes wrong during this process, it won't just be a matter of all his previous efforts being wasted. Lin Zhen could very well become a cripple or even die as a result.

Intense pain began to emanate from the Dantian, which was at a crucial moment for absorbing power. The sudden injection of external power caused pain that was unbearable for ordinary people.

The primordial Vital Essence of heaven and earth flowed into the Dantian, and began to conflict with the Gravity within the Star Core. This pain was not only physical, but it reached the very soul!

Lin Zhen's muscles were twitching involuntarily, beginning to spasm from the pain, but there wasn't a trace of pain on Lin Zhen face.

He forgot everything at that moment; improving his strength was his only thought.

He forgot day and night, forgot wind and snow and cold, forgot pain and failure, forgot his past life and this life; only his thirst for power drove him forward!

"I firmly believe that my soul is the most powerful soul in the world, powerful enough to withstand all pain and suffering. This is the source of my confidence. I can even traverse Black Hole, which are even the birthplace of Star Core. This mere fragment of a Star Core is nothing to me!"

"What I need to do now is integrate. As long as a trace of power from the Star Core can successfully take hold in my Dantian, that will be the beginning of success. Everything is difficult at the beginning, and I can't ask anyone for advice on this. I can only rely on myself!"

It sounds easy, but the power of the Star Core is not so simple to integrate. The Dantian Qi is repulsive to external forces, and it does everything possible to resist the power of the Star Core from entering Lin Zhen's body.

Driven by Lin Zhen's Mental Power, the Star Core floated an inch outside his Dantian abdomen. The intense conflict of forces caused it to begin to rotate, and slowly a layer of frost condensed on the Star Core!

Frost condenses and is immediately absorbed by the Star Core. Everything else around is lacking, but the only thing it has in abundance is wind, snow, and cold.

In this way, what enters Lin Zhen's body is not only Gravity, but also a chilling current!

Lin Zhen discovered this, but he couldn't stop it. Now he was in a bind and could only accept as many as they came and absorb them all!

Lin Zhen's Dantian Qi is not yet stable and is not very controllable. With a thought, Lin Zhen simply used his Mental Power to forcefully break through and escort the core power of the week into his body!

One attempt, and it failed!

Two attacks, both failed!

After failing three times in a row, Lin Zhen found out why.

He is currently on the top floor of the Zhaodong Tower, surrounded by boundless spiritual Vital Essence. To succeed in his attack, he must gather all his strength and launch his strongest attack. However, his Mental Power seems to be slightly weaker than expected.

"Damn it! Now I finally understand why condensing the Star Core during the Warrior Stage is just a legend. It's because at this stage, the power of the Star Core needs to be escorted by Mental Power to enter the body, so only Mind Power Master have a chance of succeeding."

"But that's not the most crucial point. The crucial point is that this Mind Power Master needs to have the Mental Power of the Mid-Stage Golden Realm cultivator, Warrior Level needs to have the Mental Power of the Mid-Stage Golden Realm. How demanding are those requirements!"

"But I have Xuan Ze. My Mental Power, just unleash it once!"

Lin Zhen's Mental Power has advanced to the Early Gold-level, but it has not yet reached its peak. It will take some time before he can reach the Mid-Stage Golden Realm, but he doesn't have time right now.

"I have to do something to stimulate my Mental Power!"

"But I'm at a crucial stage in my cultivation, what can I still do?"

After much deliberation, Lin Zhen made a surprising decision.

He resolutely removed his Mental Power shield!

The moment he removed the light shield, the biting cold around him almost froze him.

With protective gear, the cold was nothing; without it, Lin Zhen truly felt how cold it was on the Thirty-sixth Layer.

Below 60 degrees Celsius, absolutely below minus 60 degrees Celsius!

"Alright! So be it. Cold weather is also a way to stimulate my Mental Power. As long as my Mental Power is trained, I might be able to make a breakthrough. Success or failure hinges on this!"

In less than a minute, Lin Zhen turned into a snowman. His blood was almost frozen, and he could only protect his heart with his Mental Power, letting the cold attack him.

"Keep going! I will keep going!"

The vitality of the surrounding world is still being injected, and as long as Lin Zhen is still alive, this flow of air will not stop.

The Star Core in front of his Dantian stopped operating; he needed to make a breakthrough in his Mental Power first.

An endless cold swept over him, Lin Zhen didn't care about anything else. He relied solely on the belief in his heart to support him. If he succeeded, the sky would be high and the clouds would be light. If he failed, he would never have considered failure!

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Night fell, and it was already midnight.

Su Na's reporting continues, but this time, Su Na also seems to have lost confidence.

"Dear netizens, it has been almost twenty hours since Lin Zhen was left alone in Zhaodong Tower. Even in the Interview Vehicle, I am still freezing cold. The temperature outside is even lower now. This is the coldest winter I have ever experienced in my life."

"From my vantage point, I can see the flickering lights below the building; those are the lights the martial artists use to keep warm at night. I can even hear the martial artists fighting the Mutated Beast."

"Zhaodong has left me with painful memories. I don't think I will ever come here again. I think Lin Zhen may never be able to leave again. I so wish he could hold on, but I have never been so hopeful for a miracle to happen."

May there be no sorrow or suffering in the other world, and may you rest in peace in heaven.

Su Na's reporting could not continue, and the video was uploaded online. She then cried alone in the Interview Vehicle.

At this time, many people in the Base City were still paying attention to Lin Zhen.

"Lin Zhen, in the end, fell like a shooting star. What a pity!"

"I think Lin Zhen admirable. He Xuan Ze the most manly way. He didn't fall to the enemy's swords and spears; he would rather perish in the snow than give the enemy a chance. I admire him!"

"Do you think there's any possibility that Lin Zhen is still alive?"

"No one could hold on under these circumstances; Lin Zhen is definitely dead."

"Although martial artists have more vigorous blood and energy than ordinary people and are better able to resist the cold, do you know how cold it is in the wilderness at night, or high in the sky? Besides, with this year's awful weather, no one can withstand it, so don't have any illusions."

"I've made up my mind. I'm going to mourn Lin Zhen, for his extraordinary talent!"

"I'm going too, so he can bring honor to the Martial Arts Hall in Ice City."

"You're too slow. I've already created a post Lin Zhen and published it on the Martial Artist Forum. Everyone, go and bump the thread! Those who miss Lin Zhen, send your blessings there!"

Many people went to see it, and sure enough, some netizens had already posted news of Lin Zhen's death online.

The huge black-and-white photo is Lin Zhen's portrait, and the webpage has no color at all. It records Lin Zhen's life experiences, which, although not many, are quite shocking.

The last part consisted of emotionally charged words, spoken with great feeling and brought tears to the eyes.

Among the virtual items on the internet are wreaths, priced at 100 yuan each. After you swipe to buy a wreath, one will slowly float down on the screen, along with the buyer's message and a record at the bottom.

After the post mourning Lin Zhen Lin Zhen was published, netizens kept sending her funeral wreaths without stopping.

One wreath after another floated down from the screen, and the comments from netizens were dazzling; the scene could only be described as spectacular.

For every wreath posted, the poster receives half of the wreath's revenue. According to incomplete statistics, this poster earned over 500 million yuan in one night.

Some wealthy people send hundreds or thousands of yuan worth of wreaths, so the figure of 500 million is a conservative estimate.

Many others followed suit, posting in the name of mourning Lin Zhen, but to little avail, because the previous posts were already heavily upvoted.

However, some people disagreed with this person's actions, commenting. "I advise you to be careful. What if Lin Zhen isn't dead? You're using his name to make money; what if he comes after you?"

This guy was pretty straightforward. "If Lin Zhen were still alive, I would give him this money. I don't make money that goes against my conscience."

However, no one knows what he was really thinking. He probably still believed that Lin Zhen had absolutely no chance of surviving.

The person who asked him replied, "That's good. I've taken a screenshot of this message. Don't forget it. Remember, nothing is absolute. I believe Lin Zhen is still alive. Don't cry when that happens."

The person who posted the message did not reply to this person, and no one noticed that the person's name was An Ning.

The Blizzard finally subsided by the next morning, and most importantly, the wind stopped, and the chill in the air began to dissipate.

The memorial service Gao Feng on the morning of the second day. Most of the attendees were martial artists, and martial artists generally had one thing in common: they were rich. They spent money on wreaths as if they didn't care about the cost.

Some people even organized a street memorial event for Lin Zhen, but the plan failed and the wreath-laying activity came to an end because, according to Su Na's report from the front, the martial artists in Zhaodong finally made a move.