An Unexpected Survival
After unleashing a Giant Sword Technique, Shen Ge stopped and coldly stared at the man in black robes.
The man in black robes dodged the Giant Sword Technique and smiled contemptuously, saying, "What, not playing anymore?"
"How can we play if we can't beat them?" Shen Ge sneered. "But I'm not convinced. Even if I can't beat you, I'm not convinced. You just have a little more combat experience than me. What are you so smug about?"
"If I live to your age, I'm not exaggerating when I say I could easily beat you with one hand!"
At this point, begging for mercy is pointless; it's better to say something arrogant to provoke him, and perhaps there's still a chance to survive.
"A thousand-year-old tortoise, a ten-thousand-year-old turtle—who hasn't crawled out of a pile of corpses to reach this age? Just like when they suppress their cultivation level to fight you, their rich combat experience is enough to crush all kinds of geniuses."
Those who can fight opponents of higher levels do so not because of their own strength, but by relying on powerful Law Treasure and various underhanded tactics.
"A provocation? Heh, I've lived for countless years, do you think that will work on me?" The man in black robes sneered, and with one step, he appeared in front of Shen Ge, grabbing him by the neck and lifting him up.
Almost instantly subdued, Shen Ge couldn't help but panic.
"Ants should act like ants!"
"Since you've had your fun, then go die!"
The man in black robes reached out with his other hand to grasp Shen Ge's head, and images floated in his mind.
Shen Ge's memories are being stripped away; the man in black robes is searching her soul.
The pain of having one's memories stripped away was like being torn apart by a thousand cuts; Shen Ge's soul simply could not bear it, and he lost consciousness in an instant.
The man in black robes watched the scene with great interest, clicking his tongue and saying, "This place is really strange. The houses are strange, the clothes are strange, the whole world is strange. I'm afraid there's no place like this in the entire cultivation Immortal Realm. Where exactly does this kid come from?"
As he visited a dilapidated Daoist temple, the clay statue dressed as a Daoist priest in the picture suddenly turned its eyes and stared at him.
"This..."
The black-robed man had barely uttered a single word when his entire body collapsed into black mist. The hidden divine soul within was instantly obliterated, as if it had never existed. A single glance had wiped everything away from him—it was utterly terrifying.
As the scene slowly faded away, the clay statue's eyes moved, its gaze fixed on Shen Ge's soul with unwavering stillness, continuing until the scene disappeared completely.
How to describe that look? It was a complex mix of kindness, gentleness, indifference, and ferocity, difficult to put into words.
However, in the instant the image disappeared, it seemed as if a faint ray of light shone from the sculpture's forehead into the head of Shen Ge, who was kneeling on the prayer mat praying for blessings, but it did not cause any abnormality.
After an unknown amount of time, Shen Ge slowly woke up, followed by excruciating pain. His entire head felt as if a stick was constantly stirring his brain.
Ah~~
Unable to bear it any longer, Shen Ge began to scream loudly, while forcefully pounding her head with both hands in an attempt to alleviate her pain.
But it was no use. The pain lasted for a full quarter of an hour. By then, Shen Ge was soaked in sweat, as if he had been pulled out of the water.
Shen Ge's eyes were vacant, as if he was still immersed in the pain he had just experienced. In that brief moment, he had thought about dying countless times, but he couldn't control his body. Even if he wanted to die, he couldn't move. It was a pain more terrifying than death itself!
Lying there like that for an unknown amount of time, Shen Ge gradually smiled and said, "It's good, I'm alive again, it's good."
Although she didn't know why she had come back to life, Shen Ge didn't want to delve into it; being alive was enough.
After lying down for a while, Shen Ge finally got up and began to examine his body. He used his divine sense to scan his body inch by inch, inside and out, several times, but he found nothing unusual or anything extra.
After completing his physical examination, he sat cross-legged and entered his sea of consciousness to examine his soul. But what he saw almost made him spit out a mouthful of blood.
At this moment, his sea of consciousness was tattered and his soul was dim and lifeless, as if it would collapse and dissipate at any moment.
I should have known this long ago: fighting someone in one's own sea of consciousness, whether you win or lose, will never end well. I'm already lucky that I haven't died immediately in this situation.
"Damaged soul isn't so bad, after all, I have the Clear Heart Instruction to gradually heal it, and I can recover to my original state in ten years at most. But a broken sea of consciousness is a bit more troublesome. If it can't be repaired, I might be stuck at the Foundation Establishment Realm for the rest of my life. Sigh!"
Shen Ge had read in the books of the Spirit Moon Sect that the soul is the foundation of a person, while the sea of consciousness is the foundation of cultivation. The sea of consciousness is the extension of the soul and the dwelling place of the soul. Once the dwelling place is damaged, the large amount of soul power carried by the soul will not be preserved. And once the soul power cannot keep up with one's cultivation level, one will either Qi Deviation or explode and die. There is no good ending.
"Huang Tao, you're very good. I'll remember you. Just wait, when I get back I'll bring my men to skin you alive. You won't escape even if you run to the ends of the earth!"
After cursing, Shen Ge glanced once more at his sea of consciousness, which was riddled with holes and overflowing with divine soul power, then turned and left with a dark expression.
Opening his eyes, Shen Ge got up and looked around. He noticed that the black mist was gradually thinning and seemed to be disappearing little by little.
Of course, it's impossible that Shen Ge absorbed this; even if he used his Return of the Soul Instruction at full power to absorb all of this boundless black mist, it would probably take him decades.
The black mist is dissipating? Could it be related to that man in black robes? I'm still alive, does that mean he's already dead?
After pausing for a moment, Shen Ge strode towards the stone building. He immediately went to the oil lamp; having suffered such a great loss, he was determined to take this treasure with him.
Now, within this black mist, Shen Ge has recovered to the Qi Refining Fifth Layer. Although he is not as strong as before, dealing with the stone wall is no problem.
Shen Ge then took out a low-grade magic Law Artifact shaped like a small knife. Although the Law Artifact had been dulled by the black mist, it regained its luster as Shen Ge infused Law Artifact with his spiritual power.
He then picked up a knife and began cutting the stone wall. Before, without the aid of spiritual power, he couldn't move it. This time, with the aid of spiritual power, the stone wall could be cut like tofu, or at least it wouldn't leave no trace.
It took Shen Ge almost two hours to dig out this lamp. After that, he didn't rest and went to several other places, digging out the other four lamps in one go.
These lamps are all different in shape, and the color and temperature of their flames also vary, but one thing is certain: none of them are ordinary items.