C111 Divine Origin?
C111 Divine Origin?
Finally, he arrived at a desolate area.
At this moment, all the strength in his body had been completely used up.
Therefore, Chen Yu found a dry cave, simply raised a ball of fire, sat cross legged on the ground, and started to cultivate the "Spirit Transformation Treasure", to recover the True Qi in his body.
He slowly closed his eyes and circulated the zhenqi in his body.
Streams of mist-like Innate Qi continued to circulate around Chen Yu's body as they shuttled back and forth.
At this moment, Chen Yu suddenly sensed that he had unknowingly entered a state where he could break through the limits of Sixth Stage of the Martial Dao, charging straight into the Seventh Stage of the Martial Dao realm.
"A fight at the edge of life and death can indeed stimulate one's potential. If I were to cultivate as per usual, I would need at least a month to advance to the Seventh Stage of the Martial Dao. But who would have thought that the encirclement and killing of Chen Zhongzhou and the rest actually allowed me to benefit from my misfortune and obtain the opportunity to enter the Seventh Stage of the Martial Dao earlier! "
Reaching this point, Chen Yu's eyes revealed a trace of pleasant surprise.
The opportunity must not be lost, never lost again.
Although the amount of remaining Innate Qi in his body was not much, Chen Yu clenched his teeth and used the last of his Innate Qi to attack the Seventh Stage of the Martial Dao realm.
However, Chen Yu had underestimated the dangers of breaking through Seventh Stage of the Martial Dao.
Forcefully breaking through to the next realm was not without side effects.
The moment he broke through, Chen Yu felt like all the True Qi in his body was instantly absorbed.
A moment later, the pain from lack of Innate Qi spread across Chen Yu's entire body.
This sort of pain was not something that a human could endure. It was as if someone had used a short knife to ruthlessly insert it into his brain and then forcefully stirred it.
Chen Yu felt as if he was being torn into pieces, about to collapse.
"It hurts!"
Chen Yu underestimated the side effects of forcefully draining the air from his body.
At this moment, his soul shattered into countless pieces.
This sort of soul tearing pain, if one didn't experience it personally, was simply unimaginable.
The current Chen Yu seemed to have forgotten everything. All he knew was that he had to grit his teeth and endure the pain.
Otherwise, he would die from the pain!
"Ahhhhhhhhh!"
Terrifying screams came out from Chen Yu's frail body.
That sound was enough to send chills down one's spine.
It was as if the undead, who had been subjected to all eighteen kinds of torture, were crying out in despair from the depths of hell.
"No, I can't die like this. I still need to climb to the peak of martial arts. I also want my parents to live a happy life. I also want those who framed me to be punished!"
In such a desperate situation, Chen Yu clenched his teeth and persisted.
This unyielding attitude and determination to put his pain aside.
However, not only did the pain he was enduring not decrease, it instead increased in intensity.
With his tenacious willpower, Chen Yu was able to vividly and vividly experience the pain of his soul being torn apart.
No one could be so clear-headed under such pain.
Even Chen Yu would not do!
"Hiss …" "Ah …"
After an extremely tragic roar, Chen Yu fainted while trembling.
Darkness, appeared before Chen Yu's eyes.
However, a moment later, there was color in the darkness.
It was a dream-like colourful color.
This made Chen Yu feel as if he had fallen into a dream.
In the dream, Chen Yu's soul and body were completely separated.
It was as if he was in an independent space, his soul, floating in the very center of this space.
No matter how he drifted, there was no escape from this space.
In the next moment, just as Chen Yu was about to continue trying to move, a voice sounded.
"Do not be in such a hurry to leave!"
"Who?!" Chen Yu was shocked, and blurted out.
"Can't you remember my voice?!"
"Mystical Will?" Chen Yu suddenly realized.
That's right, this voice was the mysterious will that would change his fate.
"Where are you?" Chen Yu asked.
"I'm right above you!" The voice from the mysterious will sounded once again.
Raising his head, Chen Yu realized that there was a spot of light in an unknown distance.
This beam of light was like a mirage, blurry and carried an ancient aura as it quietly floated in the distance.
When Chen Yu looked at the Phantom Shadow, the Phantom Shadow suddenly blossomed with a dazzling light, then transformed into countless light spots that pounced towards Chen Yu!
"Buzz!"
These specks of light instantly seeped into the center of Chen Yu's brows.
Following that, countless of golden words appeared in Chen Yu's mind.
"What is this?!" Chen Yu asked.
"This is my Divine Origin!" The mysterious will said.
"Divine Origin?!"
"That's right, to be more accurate, it is the origin of the God King. Once you can completely comprehend these words, then it would be the time for you to inherit my legacy. At that time, with the body of a mortal, you will be able to enter the realm of the Divine King and become an eternal existence, the ruler of all living things! "
"Celestial King? Chief Sovereign?! " In Chen Yu's eyes, there was a trace of suspicion.
It was not that he suspected that the mysterious will would deceive him. After all, in this period of time, if not for the mysterious will, he would not have been able to reach his current level.
However, the content of the Mystic Will was just too incredible.
Could a man really become a god?
The end of the path of martial arts could actually become a god?
As if he could read Chen Yu's thoughts, the mysterious willpower's voice once again came out.
"There is no doubt that when you are able to fully comprehend my origin, everything will naturally be revealed."
"But, why did you pass the source of the Celestial King to me?!" Chen Yu asked.
"Everything is fate." Speaking up to here, the mysterious willpower voice paused for a moment, and a moment later, it once again rang out:
"I am one of the Nine Divine Kings of Creation, the Spirit King. "My Origin Art is the will of ten thousand souls, and my comprehension of the laws of the world is my use."
"And the foundation of the Thousand Souls One Thought Technique is to split one's spirit into several parts."
"Today, I suddenly sensed in the depths of my sea of consciousness that due to luck, you actually split your soul into nine parts, which is the minimum standard for cultivating the One Thought Soul of Ten Thousand Souls. Thus, I expended the last bit of strength to pull you back from the brink of death."
"Could it be that my current state is death?!" Chen Yu asked in shock.
"That's right, you are still a hair's breadth away from death. Unless, within three days, you can comprehend the art of Thoughts of Ten Thousand Souls, and Fang Hou will be able to pass this death trial..."
After saying this, the Spirit King's will seemed to have lost its last bit of strength, and completely disappeared.
Only Chen Yu's soul was left floating in this independent space.
"Three days huh …" After muttering to himself, Chen Yu immersed his consciousness into the golden words in his mind.