Sun Breathing

Only half of the hilt of the Sun Wheel Blade remains.

The six elements—water, fire, lightning, wind, rock, and rosy clouds—spinned rapidly around the Nine-Slot Round Wheel, growing ever more distant from each other. The Sun Pattern had just been activated and was not yet able to maintain the entire Martial Soul structure on its own.

Yuan Yu could sense every element.

He can also mobilize them.

The six forces no longer accept the same command.

Yuan Yu tried to bring the water and wind back into his body. As soon as the water flowed near his wrist, the flames on the outside lost their restraint and burned through the Mist. Lightning was attracted by the fire and jumped along the wheel towards the Sun Pattern, causing the newly condensed golden light to flicker on the spot.

He immediately gave up on retracting the Water Pattern.

Once the six elements are broken down, any action on any one of them will affect the other five. There is no room for dealing with them one by one at the moment.

But all the forces are moving in different directions.

Water flows downwards, flames rise continuously, Lightning dances around the wheel, rock dust sinks to the ground, and Mist divides the surrounding scenery into layers of overlapping images.

Dugu Bo's voice came from outside the bright light. "Yuan Yu, retreat if you can't hold on!"

"Almost there."

Yuan Yu raised his right hand and gripped the hilt of the sword again.

The five fingers still pierced through.

He didn't try to grab it a second time, but instead channeled his Soul Power into the Six-Pattern Inner Wheel within his body. Since the Sun Wheel Blade had already transformed into elemental energy, forcibly turning it back to its original form would only cause it to continue clashing with the Light Origin.

The wheel is missing its central axle.

And the central axis he was most familiar with was always that knife.

Yuan Yu clasped his hands together in front of him, and the water flow first gathered in his palms, condensing into a narrow blade. Rock dust fell onto the back of the blade, giving the illusory outline weight. Wind and thunder entered the blade, and Flame Pattern lit up along the inside, with the last Mist covering the outside of the blade.

This process did not go smoothly.

The first elemental longsword lasted only two breaths before Lightning leaped from its blade. The second time, the rock dust was too heavy, and the blade broke in half as soon as it took shape.

When Yuan Yu raised his hand for the third time, his palm had already cracked.

The blood fell into the water and was immediately evaporated by the high temperature. He no longer pursued making the knife perfectly solid from the beginning, but only made the handle and a narrow center line.

Wind and thunder clung to both sides of the center line, while rock dust gradually added weight. Only after the entire structure stabilized did the Flame Pattern and Rosy Cloud Pattern descend upon it.

The third knife did not fall apart.

Six elements are reassembled into a knife.

It was no longer the stable Martial Soul form it had been before; the blade would partially separate every few breaths, yet the tactile sensation in the hand remained distinct.

Yuan Yu inserted the elemental longsword into the center of the Nine-Slot Round Wheel.

The wheel suddenly stopped.

In the next instant, all six bright grooves lit up simultaneously. Scattered streams of light flowed along the blade into the inner ring, then returned to their respective positions from the other side. The Sun Pattern hung at the top of the ring, and the midday sun flowed down along it, turning the entire central axis gold.

Seven lines are connected.

Yuan Yu's consciousness was pulled into a pure white space.

There was no ground in sight, nor any sound. Only a golden light and shadow hung in the distance, and in the center of the light and shadow stood a figure whose face was indistinct.

"Fire can emit light, but it is not the same as light."

"Light can bring warmth, but it can also burn."

"If you understand light through the lens of the sun, then begin with the sun."

The golden figure raised its hand.

A sword technique appeared in Yuan Yu's consciousness.

He took a step forward, gripped the knife with both hands, and the blade traced a complete arc along his body. The movement was clean and direct, without any unnecessary variations, yet the golden trail it left behind connected end to end, like a rising sun.

Sun Breathing.

The First Form.

Sunflower Dance.

Yuan Yu opened her eyes.

The intense light on the Dawn Platform still lingered, and the Sun Wheel Blade remained inserted in the center of the Nine-Slot Round Wheel. The Sun Pattern was now fully illuminated, and the Light Origin flowed through the entire body in Seven-Pattern Cycle.

He drew his knife.

The first breath entered my lungs, and my chest felt as if I had swallowed a blazing sun. My blood flowed faster, and my arms and back were enveloped in a power of light.

"Sun Breathing, First Form, Sunflower Dance"

The blade spun once in front of him.

A golden arc unfolds from the center of the Dawn Platform, completely closing around the Nine-Slot Round Wheel. The sunlight accumulated on the Stone Platform is drawn up along the arc into the sky.

The blinding light was swept away with a single strike.

When Dugu Bo saw Yuan Yu again, he was still standing in the same spot, his White-Clad soaked with sweat, but the Sun Wheel Blade in his hand had regained its stability.

Behind the blade, the Nine-Slot Round Wheel is clearly visible.

Seven bright grooves representing water, fire, thunder, wind, rock, haze, and sun slowly rotated around the center. The Moon Pattern and Space Pattern remained silent, lying below the disc.

Divine Sense descended from the Crystal Wall.

"Six-Pattern Light Conduction, complete."

"Granting the Light Origin."

"Condense the seventh God-given Spirit Ring."

A golden beam of light pierced through the Dawn Platform.

When the intense light struck, Yuan Yu felt as if he had been hit in the chest by a heavy hammer. He had completed the assessment, but his body was still at the Soul Emperor level. The seventh Spirit Ring needed to reopen the meridians in this body, Light Origin also needed to leave a fixed position for the Sun Pattern.

Yuan Yu formed a cultivation posture with his hands, guiding the first six Spirit Rings to rotate around the new Spirit Ring.

The Water Pattern first catches the excess heat, Rock Pattern stabilizes the skeleton. Wind and thunder circulate in the outer layer of the meridians, while the Flame Pattern and Rosy Cloud Pattern guard the sides of the Sun Pattern.

The six-pattern division of labor, which I had just mastered on the Dawn Platform, became the foundation for absorbing the seventh ring.

Yuan Yu sat down cross-legged, holding the Sun Wheel Blade horizontally in front of him. The first six Spirit Ring rose one after another, and the seventh ring of light fell from the top of the Crystal Wall. At first, it was only a very faint layer of gold, but it quickly deepened after entering his body.

His level 70 Soul Power was pushed to its peak in one fell swoop.

The Light Origin surged into his meridians, and the connection between the Sun Pattern and the first six patterns became increasingly tight. With each rotation of the Spirit Ring, the Nine-Slot Round Wheel expanded outward by one inch, and the pressure on Yuan Yu also increased accordingly.

The first crack appeared on the edge of the Dawn Platform.

Dugu Bo retreated ten meters.

He had witnessed Tang San absorb the fourth ten-thousand-year Spirit Ring, and he had also seen Yuan Yu receive God-given Spirit Ring several times before. The pressure brought by the one before him far exceeded that of an ordinary Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring.

Above the mountains and forests, the auras of the two Titled Douluo were no longer concealed.

A blue phoenix shadow obscured the north side, while crimson Fire Feather spread out to the south.

Ling Yuan and Azure Luan did not approach, but instead sealed off the area within several miles of the Dawn Platform.

The seventh God-given Spirit Ring fell upon the Sun Wheel Blade.

The Nine-Slot Round Wheel also unfolded from behind the knife, its edges quickly passing over his shoulders.

Before the Spirit Ring had fully settled, Yuan Yu's clothes were torn open by the Soul Power. His shoulder and back muscles tensed, and the veins on his forehead bulged.

He gritted his teeth and reconnected the nearly broken Rock Pattern to the inner wheel. All seven patterns had to withstand the seventh ring together; if any one of them fell off the loop, the entire half-day's assessment would be wasted.

The pressure from the Sun Pattern was the strongest; each time the golden light stream passed through his chest, his heart would pound. Yuan Yu dared not let his breathing become disordered, and could only adjust his breath in accordance with the rhythm of the Sunflower Dance, allowing the Light Origin to enter his Spirit Ring circle by circle.

His ten fingers were embedded in the stone, and blood dripped from between his fingers, only to be quickly evaporated by the golden light.

The entire golden Crystal Wall trembled under that force.