Chapter 446

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Protagonist:

Yu Zhangsheng

Lord Han Cheng's explanation was deep yet accessible, clear and easy to understand, to the extent that even Li Minghan, though somewhat bewildered, largely grasped it.

As for Yu Zhangsheng, he already had some speculations in his heart, and now they were all verified one by one; he simply let out a long breath and smiled faintly.

The demeanor of the three fell into Lord Han Cheng's eyes one by one; seeing this, Lord Han Cheng smiled gently, clapped his hands, and instantly servants came at the sound.

"Go, bring over all the spirit beast corpses stored in the manor from days past," Lord Han Cheng ordered. The servants replied in low voices and withdrew with bowed bodies.

Before long, servants carried up the massive spirit beast corpses one by one, placing them in the courtyard, piled into a small mountain.

These spirit beast corpses were a miscellaneous assortment, of all varieties; there were Rhinoceros Stone Oxen Yu Zhangsheng had encountered before, and other existences — rabbit-like, tiger-like, wolf-like, snake-like — piled together now, yet unrotted, the corpses preserved very well, faint fluorescent dots on them, crystalline and translucent.

"This is……"

Yu Zhangsheng's eyes condensed; seeing this, he blanked for a moment.

"The spirit beast corpses here, though their strength in life was not high — most are only at the level of having condensed one or two Dao Patterns — it is very necessary to let you adapt in advance, to engrave Dao Patterns upon them for you."

Lord Han Cheng answered lightly.

"You are not living beings of the Wu Dao Jie; you are Outsiders. The Dao Pattern marks of this world do not exist in your bodies originally. To engrave patterns, you cannot be like us, directly comprehending internal Dao Patterns and drawing upon heaven and earth to grow strong.

You can only use a Special Method: first let the Dao Rhyme in your bodies reach a certain concentration; in this comprehension process, forcibly carve out the first Dao Pattern — that counts as succeeding halfway."

Lord Han Cheng explained, and then, under the gaze of Yu Zhangsheng and the other two, he drew in a deep breath, exhaled heavily, his hands rapidly forming seals and stacking signs, his brow furrowing, and he clearly shouted: "Dissolve!"

Thereupon, vast fluorescence flew out from Lord Han Cheng's ever-changing hand gestures, gathering in the Void into an illusory, profound rune, flashing with white light; the moment it appeared, the Qi of the four directions surged. With a point of Lord Han Cheng's finger, a mouthful of Turbid Qi was exhaled, and this rune fused onto one of the spirit beast corpses.

"Hum hum hum……"

The rune fused, like ice and snow meeting sunlight; the next instant, a miraculous thing occurred: the spirit beast corpse fused with the rune slowly began to decompose. The corpse did not rot, but under the rune's continuous flashing, transformed into the purest spheres of energy light, vanishing between heaven and earth.

Flesh, bone, Spirit Veins…… all the Five Viscera and Six Bowels of the whole body gradually dissipated under this complex rune. As if stripping tendons and peeling bones, stripping away all surface impurities, only tracing back to the most primal origin.

"This method…… is a bit interesting…… somewhat similar to my Myriad Spirits Decree's method of tracing back to the origin."

Yu Zhangsheng's gaze condensed; he stared carefully at Lord Han Cheng's movements, a realization dawning in his heart.

From that mysterious rune, he sensed a familiar routine; Lord Han Cheng seemed to intend to use this method to completely decompose these spirit beast corpses, then use the energy from the decomposed corpses as a guide, and thereby reveal the Dao Patterns linked to the corpses emerging.

This method is extremely crude — violently decomposing the corpse body, leaving not a bit behind, then step by step forcing out the Dao Patterns of the same origin as the corpse body.

The Myriad Spirits Decree, by contrast, is far gentler: it attaches Yu Zhangsheng's spirit onto the spirit beast, following the beast's True Spirit, bit by bit seeking out the beast's life-origin Dao Pattern, borrowing it to observe.

Comparing the two, there is no superiority or inferiority; the former is like using a scalpel to slice open flesh and blood step by step, causing damage to strip tendons and pull bones and force out the origin; the latter is like using microscopic nanobots to penetrate into flesh and blood, following the blood to reach the origin.

And what Lord Han Cheng is doing at this moment is precisely that.

But one saw Lord Han Cheng's complexion turn a shade paler; he gave a muffled groan, pointed his finger again, and instantly the rune's light blazed greatly. Under this strange light, the spirit beast corpse finally decomposed completely, turning into specks of white light halos, which gathered, and a profound fluctuation rippled out.

Yu Zhangsheng, Meng Wu'an, and the three — their minds shook instantly, and they watched with even greater concentration.

"Cough cough……"

With Lord Han Cheng's two light coughs, his eyes involuntarily gained two more shades of color; the next instant, the light halos decomposed from the spirit beast thoroughly gathered and fused, slowly transforming into a white pattern, suspended in the Void.

This pattern roughly presented a C-shape, floating up and down, emitting a crystalline radiance, altogether abstruse, poised between reality and illusion, such that anyone who glances at it has their entire gaze drawn, an instinct from life giving rise to longing.

Looking closely, what composes this pattern are specks of dense, countless light dots gathered together, as if infinite points form a line, and thereby the life level undergoes a qualitative transformation.

"This is a Dao Pattern. You carefully sense it, familiarize yourselves with this aura."

Lord Han Cheng exhaled heavily, looking at this pattern, a sharp light flashing in his eyes, and spoke blandly.

Meng Wu'an and Li Minghan at this moment had all their mind and spirit absorbed by this pattern; hearing this, they gazed obsessively, as if fallen into some profound state.

Yu Zhangsheng, however, condensed his gaze, and carefully comprehending, made a discovery:

"Sure enough, the Dao Pattern is exactly as I previously saw using the Myriad Spirits Decree to trace the origin of living beings — merely with some differences in different lives. In plants, the Dao Pattern is but a point, hardly even called a Dao Pattern; only in animals can one observe the Dao Pattern so completely."

"Processing and decomposing a spirit beast's corpse by a Special Method to reveal its origin Dao Pattern…… interesting."

While Yu Zhangsheng murmured in his heart, his eyes also did not blink once; he fully activated his Divine Sense, gradually immersing himself; faintly, this Dao Pattern seemed to come alive in his eyes, beginning to fold and transform, gradually taking the shape of this spirit beast corpse.

This was a crocodile-like spirit beast, yet possessing two heads and three tails; at this moment, under Yu Zhangsheng's perception, it roared to the sky, and its three tails suddenly erupted with boundless light, striking fiercely toward the earth! Boom—!

In an instant, the earth collapsed, all vegetation snapped, a huge rumbling resounded through heaven and earth, and Yu Zhangsheng's mind shook; a feeling of trance and confusion enveloped his whole body. When he opened his eyes again, this vague feeling had already vanished in a flash, ungraspable. Only Yu Zhangsheng stretched out his palm in disappointed loss, a vague concept making him subconsciously murmur in a low voice: "Force? Power?"

"First time sensing and you comprehended the Dao Pattern's attribute? Your comprehension ability is quite good."

Hearing Yu Zhangsheng's low murmur, Lord Han Cheng immediately looked at him in surprise, speaking softly.

His tone was full of astonishment and surprise.

Yu Zhangsheng heard this, smiled faintly, and did not speak.

And Lord Han Cheng soon withdrew his gaze; after pondering briefly, he formed seals and cast spells again, hand signs changing, streams of profound light striking into this pattern.

Instantly, this wondrous Dao Pattern blurred, as if with a sense of unstable collapse; Yu Zhangsheng frowned, and Meng Wu'an and Li Minghan also snapped awake, looking at Lord Han Cheng with puzzled faces.

Lord Han Cheng's hand movements did not stop, and he simultaneously explained: "A Dao Pattern is actually countless points of Dao Rhyme gathered and transformed. What I must do now is scatter the Dao Pattern, turning it into the most basic Dao Rhyme."

"Because you are not Wu Dao Jie living beings, even if I now have a method to forcibly imprint the Dao Pattern into your bodies, your Constitutions are ultimately fundamentally different from ours; even if the Dao Pattern is forcibly engraved upon you, it would dissipate before long."

"What you need to do now is let your bodies first remodel and adapt, adapt to Dao Rhyme, and ultimately continuously comprehend Dao Patterns; when comprehension reaches a certain degree, you can then, relying on yourselves, structure and recombine the Dao Rhyme in your bodies, transforming it back into Dao Patterns.

And at that time, on this Dao Pattern your Divine Soul mark will be engraved; afterward, this Dao Pattern will be completely yours. It will not dissipate, enduring eternally, and using it will be as natural as moving your own limbs."

An external thing — even if Lord Han Cheng forcibly fused a Dao Pattern onto Yu Zhangsheng and the others' Golden Cores, it would have no effect; not being their own, forcibly seizing it is merely a drop in the bucket.

Lord Han Cheng explained a great deal in one breath, and it was not hard to understand; Yu Zhangsheng and Meng Wu'an both showed expressions of sudden realization, nodded, and continued watching Lord Han Cheng's actions.

Gradually, under Lord Han Cheng's profound method, finally this white Dao Pattern seemed unable to persist; with a boom, it collapsed — yet did not vanish, but transformed into the most basic specks of light halos, intertwining with each other, emitting a rich and unadorned Great Dao aura.

"Natural Dao Rhyme — if not sealed, it would not be long before it disappears into heaven and earth. You now close your mind and spirit; I will transmit to you a special Breathing Technique. Operate this Breathing Technique, immerse your mind and spirit into this cluster of Dao Rhyme light, exert full effort to attract it; exactly how much you can attract depends entirely on your own fortune."

Lord Han Cheng's brow furrowed; amid his changing finger gestures, a thin Golden Light Curtain surrounded this cluster of Dao Rhyme light, preventing it from dispersing.

Having done all this, Lord Han Cheng drew a deep breath and exhaled, transmitting to Yu Zhangsheng personally: "Now open your minds and spirits; I will transmit the Breathing Technique to you."

Finish Speaking, after Yu Zhangsheng and the other two nodded, Lord Han Cheng no longer dallied, merely glancing lightly at the three; instantly an invisible ripple spread, following their gazes into the depths of their minds.

Yu Zhangsheng and the other two felt their minds tremble, they lowered their mental defenses, and a stream of information surged into their minds; this information was not complex, merely a brief breathing technique, just some points within it, but if without others' guidance, ordinary people would probably never think of it no matter what.

Therefore, after the three made contact, learning it was merely a matter of an instant.

Thus, after receiving the information, Yu Zhangsheng and the other two no longer hesitated, sat cross-legged in meditation, their breathing entering a mysterious state, and even more completely immersed their minds and souls within it, attempting to probe into this ball of Dao Rhyme light.

This Dao Rhyme light ball was mysterious; the instant Yu Zhangsheng's Divine Sense touched it, he only felt a sense of sudden enlightenment, as if amidst the primordial chaos of heaven and earth a wisp of Sea of Consciousness was born again, extremely mysterious, mysterious yet unclear.

Outside, Lord Han Cheng's voice echoed leisurely: "Dao Rhyme is merely the foundation; doing so lets you lay a groundwork for engraving Dao Wen in the future, improving Constitution.

Simultaneously, Dao Rhyme's wondrous uses are boundless. Possessing the wondrous use of increasing potential and improving Aptitude, increasing lifespan and prolonging life is also no problem. Incidentally resolving all the hidden ailments left from your past cultivation, from now on, the Great Dao will surely be even more smooth."

"More importantly it will strengthen your affinity with the Great Dao; although it cannot reach those heaven-defying Near-Dao Bodies, it can still approach in this direction; for ordinary Cultivators, this is something difficult to encounter in a lifetime."

"Besides, it can also let your thoughts penetrate those previously obscure and profound techniques, all becoming clear one by one. Taking this opportunity, just right to review those techniques you usually don't understand one by one, gaining deeper comprehension."

Lord Han Cheng's subsequent voice, Yu Zhangsheng at this moment could no longer hear; all his mind, except a part of subconscious used to operate the breathing technique, the rest were all immersed in this Dao Rhyme light ball.

Dao Rhyme.

Yu Zhangsheng was not unfamiliar; just as Lord Han Cheng said, his own Constitution was special, letting him contact quite a few Dao Rhymes; the Myriad Spirits Art itself is also a technique with affinity for Dao Rhyme, or rather all Saint Level techniques have this characteristic.

The most intuitive manifestation of this is seeing this ball of Dao Rhyme Aura, under the will of Yu Zhangsheng, Meng Wu'an and Li Minghan the three, begin to disperse and entangle, transforming into three streams, flowing slowly toward the Mountain Man, but among them Yu Zhangsheng's stream was the most striking.

If one says the Dao Rhyme flowing toward Meng Wu'an and Li Minghan was merely a trickling stream, then the Dao Rhyme flowing toward Yu Zhangsheng was a surging river; between the two, they were fundamentally not the same volume, and could not be compared at all.

Inside the Dao Rhyme light ball, radiating luster, continuously fusing into Yu Zhangsheng's consciousness, as if understood by him.

Seeing this scene, even though Lord Han Cheng had anticipated it in his heart, he still couldn't help his eyebrow twitching, heart extremely shocked, looking at Yu Zhangsheng breathing with eyes closed, muttering in his heart:

"This guy, truly not right; although his Constitution differs from ordinary people, regarding Dao Rhyme absorption, it still shouldn't reach such an astonishing degree..."

"Even some Saint Land Cultivators probably cannot achieve this step..."

"Unless..." Lord Han Cheng swallowed a mouthful of saliva, looked up at Yu Zhangsheng, a trace of strange light flashing in his eyes, vanishing in a flash, a speculation faintly flashing through his heart. (Chapter End)