Chapter 351: I Am the Soul Transformation! |
Within the Black Sea Domain, Wen Shiyu listened to Chu Huaixu’s words, and a trace of disdainful mockery appeared on her face.
“Within a Small World of my Kunlun Grotto-Heaven, you still dare to speak such wild nonsense!”
“I may not know how you managed all your previous tricks.”
“But now—die for me!”
Killing intent surged across Wen Shiyu’s face.
She did not see the Binding Immortal Rope on Chu Huaixu.
That meant her immortal treasure had already been broken free from.
Perhaps it had even been devoured by that strange semi-transparent bead!
Just the thought of it made her heart ache with rage, and she wished she could slice him into a thousand pieces!
Each ice spike was about twenty meters long.
Their entire bodies emitted a pale blue glow.
As they spun forward, they stirred up whirlpools within the sea.
The Dead Fox, meanwhile, intended to continue studying the Black Jade Lotus Platform and was not in any hurry.
And what followed caused Wen Shiyu’s pupils to tremble.
Every single ice spike—
The moment it approached within three feet of Chu Huaixu—
Instantly turned into powder.
He remained within the seawater, slowly swimming toward Wen Shiyu. With just a slight movement of his finger—without the slightest fluctuation of Spiritual Energy—it was as if he wielded supreme power!
The ice talisman in Wen Shiyu’s hand condensed a total of eighty-one ice spikes.
At this moment, the blue runes on the talisman had completely dissipated, and the talisman paper had begun to blacken slightly, losing its effect.
This former Nascent Soul True Lord wore a face of utter disbelief.
“Impossible!”
“This is impossible!”
This was a top-grade ice talisman—the ice spikes were far from ordinary.
They were Extreme Yin Profound Ice.
Any single spike could instantly kill a normal Foundation Establishment Stage cultivator!
She had once slaughtered an entire small sect within Kunlun Grotto-Heaven with just a single ice talisman!
She had seen Chu Huaixu’s strength before. With his absurd physical strength and heaven-defying regenerative ability, if he paid a price, forcibly enduring all eighty-one ice spikes would not have surprised her.
But why was it so effortless?
So casual—
Almost artistic!
With a light flick of his finger, the ice spikes turned to dust.
This was absolutely not power belonging to the Third Realm!
“Why are you not being suppressed by the Heavenly Dao!?” Wen Shiyu could not help but cry out.
This puzzled her greatly.
The flow of Qi around Chu Huaixu had not weakened—in fact, it had grown even stronger than before.
Damn it… are you the native of Kunlun or what?!
Hearing her words, Chu Huaixu revealed a faint smile and said:
“You guess.”
The moment his words fell, he suddenly accelerated!
In the blink of an eye, he had already rushed before Wen Shiyu.
At this moment, the distance between them was less than two zhang.
For some reason, a trace of despair rose within her heart.
This ice talisman could not be considered her final trump card.
But her remaining methods and divine abilities were, at best, on par with it.
If what had just happened was not a coincidence, she was no longer certain that even going all out would bring any real harm to Chu Huaixu.
And the situation turned out even worse than she had imagined.
She unleashed technique after technique—
Yet before him, they were as good as nothing.
Any divine ability, once it approached within three feet of him, would instantly dissipate completely.
A few breaths later, Chu Huaixu—having had enough—arrived right before her.
“Boom—!”
He raised his hand and threw a punch straight into Wen Shiyu’s chest.
No tricks. No flourish.
Pure, ultimate brute force!
A power comparable to dragons and elephants smashed directly into her chest.
No matter how soft or elastic that place was, it could not disperse much of the force.
This female cultivator at Foundation Establishment Perfection was blasted straight out of the sea with a single punch.
After leaving the Endless Sea, her body continued to fly upward into the sky.
Chu Huaixu showed not the slightest bit of mercy.
That once full and rounded area had now been smashed into a depression.
No one knew how many pieces Wen Shiyu’s chest bones had shattered into.
“The physical body of cultivators… truly is rather weak,” Chu Huaixu thought, feeling the impact was unsatisfying.
Just one punch had already severely injured her.
Wen Shiyu hurriedly took out pills and swallowed them, then produced two talismans.
Her defensive magical treasures and defensive immortal techniques—
Had all failed just now.
Chu Huaixu’s punch had completely ignored them, striking her body directly!
Utterly unreasonable! Completely unreasonable!
Yet, the scene felt eerily familiar.
A terrifying thought surfaced in her mind.
But that thought contradicted everything she knew—
It completely overturned the cultivation systems of the Xuanhuang Realm and Kunlun Grotto-Heaven!
At this moment, Chu Huaixu also emerged from the sea.
With a thought, a thick layer of ice formed over the sea’s surface.
He landed on the ice, lifted his head, and looked upward.
This Small World was similar to the Origin Spirit Realm—it carried a strange aura.
There was clearly no sun, yet it was daytime.
And Chu Huaixu—
Did not like daytime.
So, he closed his eyes.
Then—
The sky turned dark.
This Small World fell into complete darkness.
Chu Huaixu recalled an ancient song, which had a lyric:
“I close my eyes, and it becomes night.”
Undoubtedly, it was a very idealistic line.
Yet now, it had become reality.
Strangely, he simply felt that he could do it.
This was different from his earlier perception of the laws of heaven and earth.
From his previous experience, he should not have been capable of something so terrifying.
But he just knew he could.
Just like after obtaining the Black Jade Lotus Platform, he had gradually begun adapting to its power.
As long as he was within the night—
He would grow stronger.
Back in the Xuanhuang Realm, he had felt:
“It is not that I belong to the night.”
“It is the night that belongs to me!”
It was as if he held some supreme authority—
Authority over night itself!
In the Xuanhuang Realm, this feeling had been faint.
But after arriving in this Small World of Kunlun Grotto-Heaven, he suddenly felt he could do whatever he wished.
Day or night—
Existed within a single thought of his!
At this moment, after entering the night, Chu Huaixu clenched his fist tightly.
Because he could clearly feel that all aspects of his power had greatly increased.
The amplification was likely a terrifying threefold!
However, repeatedly using the power of the Black Jade Lotus Platform had caused its luster to dim slightly.
The lotus blooming outward began to close inward a little.
This made Chu Huaixu realize that its power was not limitless.
But even so—
It was more than enough.
“Even without using its rule-like power similar to ‘The Word Becomes Reality,’ just this night buff alone is enough for me to utterly crush her!”
A threefold increase in overall strength—
Let alone Wen Shiyu, even if she produced another clone of equal strength, Chu Huaixu could smash them both!
Not far away, the severely injured Wen Shiyu’s pupils trembled violently.
Her slightly parted lips quivered.
As darkness engulfed everything, her heart seemed to skip a beat.
Endless fear spread through her heart—
And within that fear, there was even reverence!
She knew clearly—
Only a very few individuals could wield such supreme power.
At this moment, she did not even dare to look directly at Chu Huaixu. Her voice was hoarse and trembling:
“Y-you… are you a Soul Transformation Divine Sovereign!?”
—
Kunlun Grotto-Heaven, Endless Sea.
The white-haired youth and the black-haired elder still sat here, playing Go.
The table and chairs floated naturally in midair, and the Soul Lamp on the board flickered with faint light.
Neither showed much expression, their eyes carrying indifference.
It seemed that in this world, very few things could stir their interest.
Even when the Origin Spirit Realm opened last year and Ye Kongxuan failed, the aged youth merely glanced at the Soul Lamp and said calmly:
“He lost. Let’s go back.”
There was not the slightest ripple in his tone.
The elder sitting opposite simply replied:
“Alright.”
Their figures, along with the table and meditation cushions, vanished above the Black Sea.
Only Ye Kongxuan’s Soul Lamp was left behind, sinking into the depths.
At this moment, their demeanor was just as it had been last year.
Even though the one entering the Second Layer of the Origin Spirit Realm was his disciple, his face showed no worry or tension.
Not because he had absolute confidence in Wen Shiyu—
But because he was indifferent to her life and death.
Strangely, what they cared about did not seem to be victory or defeat within the Origin Spirit Realm.
Nor did it seem to be the Fragment of Xuanhuang Origin.
A thousand-year-long plan—
Had reached some stage.
What its purpose was—
Perhaps only the two of them knew.
At this moment, both of them placed their moves slowly.
Whenever they needed to think, they would take a long time.
And the opponent never rushed or urged.
To them—
The least valuable thing was likely time.
The white-haired youth held a black piece and was about to place it on the board.
Suddenly—
His right hand trembled slightly.
The black piece slipped from his fingers and fell onto the board with a click.
It even struck two white pieces.
The elder, who had just been reaching into the stone container, withdrew his hand.
At that moment—
Both of them raised their heads and looked toward the sky.
For the first time, a change appeared in their indifferent eyes.
Because within Kunlun Grotto-Heaven—
It had turned dark.