Reentering the Primordial Spirit Realm!
Chunshen Realm.
East Sinking Continent.
On the eastern edge of the Southern Borderlands border lies a place filled with Blood Qi and illusions, the cultivation ground of the Bloodspring Demon Sect's top demon lord, 'The Venerable Ten Thousand Evils,' known as 'The Ghost-Cry Maze.'
In a maze.
The hallucinations were mixed with the Blood Qi, and the cries of ghosts and gods were incessant. An ordinary person would die of mental breakdown and madness within a day if they were here.
However, amidst the layers of illusion, several powerful auras descended in all directions.
A most powerful aura resides in the center, its Blood Qi spreading across heaven and earth.
Quartet.
One after another, towering stone statues, as tall as mountains, sit there.
The stone statue was shrouded in Blood Qi and sin, and the cries of ghosts and wolves were the loudest. Countless lonely ghosts and wandering spirits surrounded the stone statue as if on a pilgrimage.
Obsessive and devout.
Thirteen cultivators of varying strength stood before a stone statue, each forming hand seals. Streams of Radiance and blood-red light fell upon the statues, enhancing their power.
A long-haired man with scarlet eyes was patrolling the area.
Then they headed towards the center.
"Teacher."
The long-haired man with an eerie face strode into a crimson cave and bowed deeply to a cultivator inside whose figure was obscured and whose face was not clearly visible.
The monk sat cross-legged in the lava.
Upon closer inspection.
There was no heat from the magma; instead, it surged with Blood Qi. This was no magma at all; it was clearly a vast pool of blood, resembling magma. The pool covered an immeasurable area and extended to an unknown depth underground.
Just by standing right in front of it, you can feel that in this pool of blood, there are countless Resentment Qi and sins, as well as wild ghosts and withered souls struggling, howling, and crying incessantly.
It's terrifying.
"How is the Abyss-Suppressing Grand Formation being set up?"
The voice of the Venerable Ten Thousand Evils was deep and sinister, echoing through the cave.
The long-haired man respectfully said, "The thirteen Abyss-Suppressing Marshals have been successfully refined, and the three hundred and sixty-nine Abyss-Suppressing Altars have been completed. They only await Master's guidance to continuously refine evil spirits into Zhenyuan warriors, helping Master to pacify the four directions!"
"Good."
The Venerable Ten Thousand Evils's voice was unreadable. With a wave of his hand, a black banner and thirty rubbings fell to the ground. "This is the Ten-Thousand Souls Banner. Inside are ten thousand Resentment Qi ghosts, tormented in their past lives. Their Resentment Qi is rich and pure, and can help you cultivate the Bloodspring Great Method. It can also be used to refine magical Law Artifacts or cultivate the Five-Yin Wailing Wind Claw. The thirty rubbings contain thirty Acquired Scattered Characters. Although your array formation skills are high, your cultivation level is too low. Study the Acquired Scattered Characters carefully, and you may have a chance to advance to the Primordial Spirit Realm."
The long-haired man accepted the black banner and thirty Scattered Character Rubbing, a look of joy on his face.
He repeatedly said, "Thank you for your kindness, teacher."
"You have supervised the construction of the Abyss-Suppressing Grand Formation 180 years, saving me a lot of energy. This is what you deserve."
The Venerable Ten Thousand Evils waved his hand dismissively, "Go now. Focus on your cultivation and don't leave for the next few decades. Come back in ten years."
"Yes!"
The long-haired man respectfully withdrew.
He emerged from the cave, his expression still joyful.
Inside the cave.
The Venerable Ten Thousand Evils withdrew his Divine Sense, a mocking smile appearing on his lips. "This He Shan is quite satisfying."
As he spoke.
He stood up from the pool of blood.
He was tall and slender, and the blood in the pool remained completely untouched by his body.
"The Abyss-Suppressing Grand Formation".
"My teacher ordered me to spend two hundred years building this grand formation connecting the Bloodspring in the Ghost-Cry Maze. Was it really just to imitate the Mount Yu Sect's 'Manifestation Great Formation' to facilitate the sect's troop deployment?!"
The Venerable Ten Thousand Evils frowned, got up and walked outside, "The great formation is complete, let's go and see what it's all about."
The Sea of No Delusion.
On an ordinary island, nestled among Nameless hills, a young man arrived decades ago. He built a thatched hut on the hill, cultivated several acres of land, and made a living by farming.
No different from ordinary people.
However, no one around the hill knew the young man's background; they only knew that his name was 'Lin Fan'.
He makes a living by farming, and when he has nothing to do, he likes to paint in front of his door.
The person in the painting.
Whether joyful or sorrowful, angry or laughing, each character displays a different expression, all vividly portrayed.
Upon closer inspection.
The paintings hanging on the walls of the thatched hut mostly depict two young women and a man.
There was a woman who always carried a long sword; she was quiet and serene.
Another woman, who often carried a wine jug, was unrestrained and carefree.
The man began as a child, and as the scenes around him changed, he gradually grew up, his face transforming from honest to resolute.
The surrounding residents all found it strange.
Many people brought their own brushes, ink, and paper to Lin Fan's door, and he accepted all of them, painting each one as if the person on the paper were alive.
This day.
Lin Fan picked up his brush and began to paint. As the sun set, a woman appeared on the scroll. Her long hair was tied with a white ribbon, and she wore a snow-white silk dress with a long white silk tassel tied around her waist, outlining her figure.
Lifelike, captured in the brushstrokes.
In the woman's hands, a scroll was unfurled, and one could vaguely see a handsome young man within it. His appearance was different from Lin Fan's, but for some reason, he gave off an extremely similar feeling, as if they were the same person.
Lin Fan drew the final stroke, completing the scene with a cloud in the sky.
Holding a brush in one hand, gazing intently at the figures in the painting.
A smile unconsciously appeared on my face, filling my heart with joy.
The next moment.
Then Lin Fan's demeanor changed.
What was originally simple and unadorned now has an indescribable and inexplicable flavor.
"Seven years later."
"The Primordial Spirit Tribulation."
Lin Fan put down his pen and said softly.
As soon as the words fell, the scroll in front of him, along with countless other scrolls inside the thatched hut, vanished without a trace at the same time.
With another flick of his sleeve.
The table in front of him and the thatched hut behind him had also disappeared.
While walking.
The fields cultivated for decades at the foot of the mountain have once again become barren hills.
Then, with a single step, a mysterious light flashed across the heavens, and Lin Fan disappeared from sight.
"Master Lin?"
Someone in the woods peeked through the trees and saw Lin Fan. They went out to check, but couldn't find him. Rubbing their eyes, they said in surprise, "That was definitely Master Lin just now."
Not long after.
Some people discovered that the thatched hut on the mountain was gone, and the fields cultivated by Master Lin had also disappeared.
All traces were erased.
It's as if Lin Fan never existed.
Only the paintings in one's home, with their hidden charm, illuminate the room with Radiance rarely seen by ordinary people, ensuring that those within are free from illness and disaster.
Seven years later.
The wind subsided and the clouds dispersed.
Name: Lu Qingfeng (Guangyuan, Luofuzi, Hunshan, Qing Yuanzi, Lin Fan, He Shan...)
Race: Human
Faction: Immortal Qin - Ancient Sorrow - Sorrow River - Min River Dragon Palace
Titles: Yuan Lake Water Lord, Son-in-Law of the Min River, Prince Consort of the Min River, Whitehead Island, Lord of Blackwater Mountain, Thunderbolt True One...
Cultivation level: Primordial Spirit - Spirit-Nourishing Realm
Level: 1321 (0/120W)
Law Power: Omitted
Lifespan: 1443/15800 (10800+4800)
Root Bone: 4
Merit: Unknown
Karmic Power: Unknown
Cultivation Method:
The Third Layer of the Yellow Court Scripture [Characteristics: Evolving Method (third level); Dominion over All Arts (third level); Karmic Power Erasure (third level)];
Luofu Sword Canon (Supreme Grade) Level 127;
Twelve Dutian Demon God Method (Supreme Grade) Level 127;
Yellow Robe True Formula (Supreme Grade) Level 127;
The Prison-Warding Five-Thunder Heart Scripture (Supreme Grade), Level 127;
The First Level of the Mortal-World Longevity Method (Profound Grade);
Technique Method: Omitted
Divine Ability (Common): Blood-Transforming Soul-Separation Method, Golden Blade Soul-Slaughter Method, Water-Freezing Art, Water Dragon Art, Vajra Spell, Palm Thunder, Toxic Torture: Lock-Bone-Piercing Little Asura Method, Heaven-Hearing Earth-Seeing Great Method, Dutian Baleful Gods, Dutian Demon Flames, Dutian Demon God Blood-Transforming Flight Technique, Earth-Pole Magnetism Annihilation Sword Qi, Mountain-Splitting Earth-Piercing Method
Great Divine Ability: Light-Splitting Shadow-Transforming Void Sword Movement, Demonic Baleful Entangling Silk Divine Curse, Grand Luo Insight, Seven Birds Lesser Evolving Numerology, Taiyin Calamity-Crossing Robe, Great Sun Nirvana Divine Light, Minor Thousandfold Thunder Prison, Nine Heavens Talisman Inverting Heaven and Earth Method, Invisibility Technique, Invert-Grand-Void Glazed Wall, Five-Colored Divine Light, Great Five Elements Yin Yang Yuan Magnetic Extinction Divine Light, Soul-Severing Divine Radiance, External Incarnation, Transformation Technique, Cloud-Peak Step
Equipment: Omitted
Occupations: Alchemist (Tier 7), Weapon Refiner (Tier 7)
Talisman crafting: (omitted)
Beast Taming: (omitted)
"After 1,443 years in this world, I have finally ascended to the Primordial Spirit Realm once again."
Lu Qingfeng's robes fluttered Void Translocation and landed on an island.
His eyes shone brightly.
Two lifetimes apart.
More than a thousand years.
From the Barbarian God Realm to the Immortal Qin Realm.
Ultimately, he achieved the Primordial Spirit Realm once again in the Chunshen Realm.
The ways of the world are unpredictable.
Unlike in the Barbarian God Realm, this time, Lu Qingfeng was only a little over a thousand years old. He started from the Postnatal and successively crossed the Three Realms Foundation Establishment, Spirit Void, Core Formation to advance to the Primordial Spirit.
Compared to the time in the Barbarian God Realm, it has lost two thousand years of arduous cultivation.
"In the Barbarian God Realm, I was aided by good fortune, and my cultivation progressed rapidly."
"In this life, however, I was familiar with the path, and with the Spirit Nurturing by the Acquired Scattered Character, I was able to go without any obstacles. In just seven hundred years after entering the Chunshen Realm, I went through the stages of Dharma Gathering and Golden Core, and once again condensed my divine sense, achieving the first stage of the Primordial Spirit Stage, the Spirit-Nourishing Realm."
Although it was his second time advancing to the Nascent Primordial Spirit, Lu Qingfeng was still filled with boundless joy.
In his previous life in the Barbarian God Realm, although he eventually advanced to the Primordial Spirit, his path forward was blocked by the gods of the Barbarian God Realm. He died and was resurrected, but his Root Bone collapsed.
The future is bleak.
This lifetime.
However, the situation is very favorable.
Once the Primordial Spirit is formed, no True Immortal will emerge. With Lu Qingfeng's profound foundation, he would be an invincible being in the Primordial Spirit in lost lands like the Chunshen Realm and the Immortal Qin Realm, which are cut off from the immortal Immortal Realm.
Whether it's self-preservation or Guardian Ao Le and the Min River Dragon Palace, they now have real confidence!
Nameless island.
Lu Qingfeng sat cross-legged in meditation.
The divine soul resides in the sea of consciousness, with a stream of light revolving around it, intricately connected to the divine soul. Though outside the divine soul, it is like the torso to the limbs, inseparable and unified.
Within the soul.
One hundred and twenty-nine beams of Radiance flashed, and upon closer inspection, one could see intricate characters with mysterious patterns hidden beneath the Radiance. A single glance was enough to evoke endless insights and spark countless inspirations.
Under the illumination of Radiance.
The powerful and majestic divine soul, like the divine soul of Pangu the Great who created the world, slowly grew stronger in the sea of consciousness at a speed imperceptible to the naked eye.
Lu Qingfeng's soul was simply too powerful.
That's why it's hard to detect.
When a cultivator practicing ordinary Unorthodox-Grade Cultivation Method advances to the primordial spirit stage, their Primordial Spirit soul is no more than three feet tall. However, Lu Qingfeng's divine soul is a full thirty-six feet long, with brilliant Radiance within, and even a trace of Golden Light is brewing within it.
Compared to Lu Qingfeng, the improvement in his spiritual power was negligible. However, for an ordinary Primordial Spirit cultivator, it would be a visible increase in speed.
The spirit is growing strong.
The flowing light surrounding the soul moved even faster, with subtle connections between it and mysterious forces within the soul, making the light even more dazzling.
This is the divine sense unique to cultivators of the Primordial Spirit.
"The first realm of the Primordial Spirit is the 'Spirit-Nourishing Realm.' The so-called 'Spirit Nurturing' has two aspects: first, Spirit Nurturing; and second, contemplating Visualization."
Lu Qingfeng has mastered four Supreme Grade Cultivation Method, which he uses to verify each other, giving him a thorough understanding of the various stages of cultivation in the Primordial Spirit Stage.
It is like Spirit-Nourishing Realm.
It sounds simple, but in reality, there's quite a steep learning curve.
If one's cultivation is insufficient and one's spiritual attainment is inadequate, not only will it be difficult to strengthen one's spirit, but it will also be extremely difficult to cultivate, strengthen, and Spirit Transformation Visualization.
Many Primordial Spirit cultivators are stuck in the first realm.
Examples include Gu Yang of the Mount Yu Sect, Jian Zhang of the Bloodspring Sect, Gongsun Luan of the Golden Lotus Sect, and the Xunfeng Great Demon of Fuhuo Mountain.
It is famous throughout the region.
In reality, he was only at the Spirit-Nourishing Realm, and despite countless years of cultivation, he had never been able to break through.
It is evident that cultivation at the Primordial Spirit Realm is extremely difficult.