In early November, a cold autumn rain swept Northern Territory.
Raindrops mixed with salt-like ice crystals, a chill permeated the air, and the autumn snow, unique to the Northern Territory, seemed not far off.
The autumn rains have continued for several days.
But that didn't dampen Ning Chuan's cheerful mood.
He encountered two happy events in succession.
The Soul Healing Technique has been successfully repaired, reaching the Minute Subtlety Realm!
Moreover, it increased the repair progress of the Spirit Forging Meditation Method by 9 percentage points, achieving a completeness of 95%!
The completion is just around the corner!
His mental energy, after continuously taking the Spirit-Nourishing Liquid for some time, has successfully been atomized today!
Stargazing Tower.
"If your mental strength meets the requirements, you can use the Heavenly Derivation Art!"
A notification sound rang in Ning Chuan's mind.
At this moment, Ning Chuan closed his eyes slightly, his consciousness sinking into his sea of consciousness.
The interior was no longer an empty void; instead, a wisp of white mist swirled and rose.
That mist was originally an invisible spiritual force.
Ning Chuan realized that as his spiritual energy atomized, the Spirit-Nourishing Liquid no longer had any effect on him; after seeping into his soul, it could no longer be further nurtured.
"However, once the Spirit Forging Meditation Method is completed and the soul begins to cultivate, the Spirit-Nourishing Liquid should still be effective."
Ning Chuan pondered to himself.
Any training that increases intensity requires energy.
With abundant energy, cultivation will be faster under the same conditions.
Just like how nutrient solution is to breathing techniques.
Energy fluid in relation to the Force technique.
Afterwards, Ning Chuan collected his thoughts, calmed his mind, and began to circulate the Heavenly Derivation Art.
He wanted to test the effects of his Divine Sense.
Buzz!
Within the sea of consciousness, a wisp of pale white mist dispersed, successfully transforming into Divine Sense.
After all, Ning Chuan's Heavenly Derivation Art had already reached the Minute Subtlety Realm.
In Ning Chuan's perception, Divine Sense was an invisible force, and the fluctuations it emitted felt almost identical to Ning Chuan power.
At most, it will be a little lighter.
However, when Ning Chuan extended his Divine Sense out of his sea of consciousness and spread it outside his body, a completely different feeling instantly surged into his heart.
He did not open his eyes.
But the surrounding scenery was vividly etched into my mind.
It's not just visual information.
The sofa has a fluffy, textured feel.
The temperature at the air conditioner's vent.
The viscosity of the beverage...
Divine Sense is like his five senses extended outwards.
"Moreover, the feedback speed is faster. The exact numerical value might be less than one-thousandth, but in a closely matched battle, this advantage is sufficient!"
Ning Chuan's lips curled slightly.
He controlled his Divine Sense, which rapidly extended in all directions, eventually reaching a maximum distance of approximately 100 meters.
Beyond that point, the information detected by Divine Sense decreases sharply and becomes blurry.
100 meters is not even in the same league as Ning Chuan's visual and hearing range; there is no comparison.
However, Ning Chuan was very excited.
Divine Sense can penetrate objects!
In other words, he is able to know the detailed information about the internal space of an object.
This is something his five senses cannot do.
Ning Chuan opened his eyes, turned his head, and looked out the window.
There, several birds huddled on the windowsill to avoid the rain.
Because of the recent continuous autumn rains, the maid in the apartment left some fresh water and wheat grains on the windowsill to feed the birds that were perched there.
Ning Chuan's gaze locked onto one of the small birds with black feathers, and he thought to himself, "Turn its head to the left."
The next moment.
Just as Ning Chuan had said, the black-feathered bird's head did indeed turn to the left.
It wasn't his doing.
"Fly away from the window."
Ning Chuan thought to himself again.
Immediately, the black-feathered bird spread its wings, gave a gentle flap, and leaped into the sky.
If anyone knew what Ning Chuan was thinking, they would probably be astonished on the spot!
Predict the future!
A smile appeared on Ning Chuan's lips.
In fact, he cannot predict the future.
The current level of the Heavenly Derivation Art is insufficient.
It's merely Minute Subtlety Realm.
He made this deduction by examining the signs of movement in the muscles, bones, and fascia of the black-feathered bird's body using his Divine Sense.
"If you can detect birds, you can detect humans too. After all, both are made of flesh and blood, and there is no fundamental difference between them!"
"Unless the other party constantly covers their body with mental energy!"
"But if I do that, I won't be able to fight with all my might, and I'll still have a huge advantage!"
Ning Chuan felt the Heavenly Derivation Art was increasingly powerful.
Although it cannot directly affect combat power, it is more important to him than High Star Tier offensive martial arts!
Of course, this is an exception.
This is not a widespread phenomenon.
It varies from person to person.
Ning Chuan mainly possesses too many Stars Martial Arts techniques!
"Investigate the inside of the object!"
Ning Chuan's eyes suddenly flashed, and with a flick of his wrist, the black stone tablet appeared in his palm. Immediately afterward, his Divine Sense seeped into it.
A feeling of extreme cold rose up.
Ning Chuan instinctively shivered.
"Strangeness."
Ning Chuan held the black-eyed stone tablet, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.
It's only the size of a palm.
He felt that his Divine Sense had spread fifty or sixty meters, but had not reached the bottom.
Driven by curiosity, Ning Chuan continued his investigation.
Inside was a dark, empty space; the only thing one could feel was coldness.
The further in you go, the lower the temperature.
Ning Chuan felt that his Divine Sense might be frozen and paralyzed before it even reached its limit.
Suddenly, Ning Chuan's spirits lifted; he had made a discovery.
He caught sight of a blurry figure.
The reason it's vague.
It was because Ning Chuan hadn't had time to investigate further before his Divine Sense was crushed by the aura emanating from that figure.
Its aura was terrifyingly powerful, as if it could crush the void, sending chills down Ning Chuan's spine.
It's not that Ning Chuan is timid.
His reaction stemmed from the deepest instincts of a living being.
"Not good!"
Ning Chuan's eyes narrowed.
The Divine Sense he spread out was only partially crushed by the black-eyed stone tablet; the rest remained undamaged.
At that moment, he clearly sensed an invisible force shooting out rapidly from the black stone tablet, piercing through the sky and heading straight for his brow.
"Fluid... it's a mental attack!"
With his Divine Sense, Ning Chuan reacted extremely quickly, condensing several blood-red soul needles and shooting them out to meet the invisible force.
at the same time.
A small tower flew out from Ning Chuan's eyebrows, fixed in mid-air, its entire body gleaming silver, and it had nine layers.
Mental defense martial art, the God-Suppressing Tower!
High Firmament Tier!
Bang, bang, bang...
Amidst a series of rapid sounds, several soul needles struck the invisible force and then shattered.
The invisible force has only weakened.
That's amazing!
It should be noted that Ning Chuan's spiritual power had already been vaporized, and the Blood Soul Needle was at its Perfect Realm!
Thump!
The God-Suppressing Tower, shimmering with silver light, shook violently as it was struck by that invisible force, causing dense cracks to spread like lightning.
However, it didn't explode in the end, and was successfully blocked!
"Fortunately, it's just an aura, and there's space between us. If I were to face that figure in person, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to withstand it, and I would most likely be suppressed by the aura!"
Ning Chuan was not at peace.
He looked down at the black stone tablet in his hand, lost in thought.
What was that figure?
A mark of the gods?
Or perhaps, it's the deity himself!
Regardless.
Separated by at least a million years, a figure almost overwhelmed him with sheer force of will, undoubtedly an astonishing feat.
Ning Chuan couldn't help but have doubts.
Old Gods Society firmly believed in, really be true?!