Kephale's Re-Creation! Han Tianyi's Sea of Consciousness Was Damaged!

He only knew that this Core Flame nourished his body every day and accelerated his cultivation.

When Han Tianyi's spiritual pressure had pressed down on him just now, it had even taken the initiative to stabilize his Sea of Consciousness.

Other than that, he knew nothing.

Bai Yuan shook his head.

Rather than being disappointed, Han Tianyi became interested.

He raised a hand, gathering an incomparably pure wisp of spiritual power at his fingertips, which reached toward the Core Flame like a thread.

"Let me take a look."

The instant his spiritual power touched the Core Flame, Han Tianyi's consciousness was pulled into an unimaginable world.

The sky churned with thunderclouds, violet bolts dancing wildly among them. Every strike made heaven and earth change color.

Beneath his feet lay endless veins of the earth. Some scorching, magma-like power surged and roared deep underground, as though it could tear open the crust and erupt at any moment.

And between heaven and earth—

A giant.

A giant too immense to describe.

He stood at the boundary between thunder and earth veins, towering between heaven and earth. His form was blurred as though hidden behind thick fog. His features and face could not be seen; only his silhouette was faintly visible.

And upon his back was a massive sphere radiating blinding light.

That radiance was far too intense, as though he carried a sun on his back.

Han Tianyi wanted to see more clearly, and his consciousness unconsciously reached forward.

Boom.

The vision collapsed.

An aura of destruction rushed toward him from the giant's direction.

That aura was like a blazing sun hanging high in the sky. From afar, it merely felt warm, but get too close and it would burn you.

A small portion of Han Tianyi's spiritual power was ignited.

That "burning" was not the scorching of flames, but a more fundamental, more absolute destruction.

It was as though that small portion of spiritual power had been erased directly from this world, leaving not even a trace behind.

And that destructive aura did not stop there. It surged straight up along his spiritual power!

Han Tianyi's expression changed drastically.

Without the slightest hesitation, an invisible blade slashed down within his Sea of Consciousness.

He directly severed that ignited portion of spiritual power, sacrificing a pawn to save the king.

Sever!

The severed spiritual power silently vanished in the air, turning into nothingness.

Han Tianyi staggered back a step, his body swaying as his face turned several shades paler.

Fine beads of sweat seeped from his forehead, and those astonishingly bright eyes were now filled with shock.

"Elder Han!" Bai Yuan hurried forward. "Are you all right?"

Han Tianyi waved a hand and coughed twice. "I'm... cough, cough... I'm fine."

He raised his head and looked at the Core Flame still burning quietly in Bai Yuan's palm.

His gaze was as complicated as if he had seen something that should not exist.

"Yours..." He paused, seeming to weigh his words. "Not bad."

Bai Yuan: "...Elder Han, that tone doesn't sound like you mean 'not bad.'"

Han Tianyi ignored his jab.

Because he had discovered something else.

He turned his awareness inward and examined his Sea of Consciousness.

That small portion of spiritual power he had severed should have left a permanent gap, one that would require a long time to repair.

But now, something was growing in that gap.

After destruction, new spiritual power was born from nothingness—more condensed, purer, and tougher than before.

Like wild grass scorched by flames, it had not withered.

Instead, it sprouted anew from the ashes, carrying an unimaginable vitality.

It had practically re-created a small portion of his Sea of Consciousness.

Han Tianyi stood frozen.

At the end of destruction was rebirth—or perhaps creation?

This Core Flame—

No, after that destructive aura had been severed, its residual power had actually turned around and tempered his spiritual power?

He raised his head, and the way he looked at Bai Yuan changed completely.

"Kid," Han Tianyi said, his voice somewhat dry, "what exactly is the origin of your Martial Soul?"

Bai Yuan scratched his head and put on an innocent expression. "I don't know either, Elder Han. Weren't you the one who came to help me examine it?"

Could I possibly tell him?

If I said it, wouldn't the Spirit Pagoda shove me straight onto a research table?

Han Tianyi: "..."

He took a deep breath, forcefully suppressing the storm in his heart before sitting down cross-legged again.

"Again," he said.

Bai Yuan was taken aback. "Again?"

"Again!" Han Tianyi glared at him. "I didn't see clearly just now. Do it again!"

The corner of Bai Yuan's mouth twitched as he looked at the Core Flame in his hand.

Then he looked at the vigorous old man before him and silently held the Core Flame out a little farther.

Fine. You're the boss. Your call.

Han Tianyi took a deep breath, gathered his spiritual power again, and carefully extended it toward the Core Flame.

This time, he saw... a field of darkness.

There was nothing.

Pure, absolute darkness.

There was no thunder, no giant, and no radiant sphere.

It was like a tightly shut door. No matter what method he used, he could not push it open even a fraction.

"What?" Han Tianyi froze.

His spiritual power moved through that darkness, probing and searching.

There was nothing. The Core Flame seemed to have hidden all its secrets away, leaving behind not the slightest trace.

After a long while, he withdrew his spiritual power, opened his eyes, and frowned deeply.

"Elder Han?" Bai Yuan looked at him cautiously.

Han Tianyi did not answer. After a moment of silence, he waved a hand. "Kid, I heard from your teacher that your spiritual power can condense Soul Spirits on its own?"

"Mm, more or less." Bai Yuan nodded.

"Good." Han Tianyi glanced at him, his gaze complicated. "Then come take classes with me as well from now on. I'm also looking forward to your future performance."

Joy rose in Bai Yuan's heart, but he kept a respectful expression. "All right, Elder Han."

"You can leave first." Han Tianyi pointed toward the door. "Your teacher and I have a few things to discuss."

Bai Yuan looked at Leng Yaozhu, and Leng Yaozhu gave a slight nod.

He asked no further questions and turned to leave the Illusion Space.

The door closed softly.

Only Han Tianyi and Leng Yaozhu remained in the space.

Han Tianyi was silent for a moment before slowly speaking. "His... is not simple."

Leng Yaozhu raised a brow. "Oh? What makes you say that?"

Han Tianyi raised his head. There was a rare trace of gravity in those bright eyes. "I can't see through it."

Leng Yaozhu's pupils contracted slightly.

The foremost expert in the Spirit Pagoda's spiritual realm, a Rank 98 Title Douluo, and a Four-Word Battle Armor master—

Could not see through the Martial Soul of a six-year-old child?

"I've seen countless Martial Souls—beast Martial Souls, tool Martial Souls, body Martial Souls, mutated Martial Souls...

Never has there been one I couldn't see through at all."

Han Tianyi's voice was somewhat hoarse. "That Core Flame of his is like a locked door.

I can't enter it, and I can't see through it.

When it wants me to see something, I can see a little;

when it does not want me to see, I cannot even find the crack of the door."

He paused, his gaze falling on Leng Yaozhu's face. "This child's future is limitless."

Leng Yaozhu fell silent for several seconds, a complicated emotion flashing through her eyes.

"What about his background?" she asked. "No issues?"

"I checked it. There are no issues." Leng Yaozhu shook her head. "He came from an orphanage, his parents are unknown, and every record is spotless.

Besides."

She looked at Han Tianyi and spoke in an even tone:

"You've seen this child's potential too.

What faction would send a genius to be raised by its enemy?"

Han Tianyi said nothing.

He turned those words over and over in his mind, then slowly nodded.

"That's true."

She turned and walked toward the door.

After taking two steps, she stopped again and said without looking back, "Elder Han, I'll leave this child in your care."

Han Tianyi did not answer. He merely closed his eyes again.

That girl Leng really did pick up a fine seedling this time.

The Qiangu Family will have good days ahead.

The Spirit Pagoda is going to change...