Chapter 221: Divine Slave Seal

After returning to the stone chamber, Xu Chen first sat in meditation to look inward at the Blue Light Treasure Bottle, carefully sensing the functions of the newly discovered divine patterns.

He had just obtained two different types of Divine Pattern Battle Techniques, but what he regretted was that there was no information whatsoever regarding the cyan dragon shadow battle technique.

Perhaps this cyan dragon shadow battle technique was one of the most powerful battle techniques of the ancient Feng Clan warriors, and obtaining it might require the true inheritance of the Feng Clan bloodline.

And that cyan starlight must be the key.

About two quarters of an hour later, a light knocking sound came from outside the door.

Xu Chen released his Qi to open the stone door and saw Feng Feiyi standing outside, her expression very agitated and also very nervous.

"Come in, and close the door!" Xu Chen nodded with a smile.

Feng Feiyi walked in cautiously, turned to close the stone door properly, and only then moved slowly in front of Xu Chen, lowering her head nervously as she said, "I am ready, can we start now?"

Xu Chen nodded, and Feng Feiyi quickly took off her tight leather clothing, then stood naked before him, burying her head in her chest, not daring to look up.

"Sit down!" Looking at this tall, sturdy woman with a well-proportioned, full figure and rounded, powerful muscles, Xu Chen felt his heart suddenly thump a few times.

"Alright!" Feng Feiyi sat down obediently, burying her head even lower.

Xu Chen closed his eyes to regulate his breathing for a moment, letting his emotions calm down, then opened his eyes and said, "You saw it just now; the process is very painful. If you are afraid, you can delay it for a few days; there is no rush for this matter."

Feng Feiyi suddenly raised her head to look at Xu Chen, her face carrying a resolute expression as she said, "I am not afraid of pain!"

"Good, then first take this Spirit Pill. I will begin purifying your bloodline now, but I cannot guarantee whether your Zuwon Yinji can be restored or the Divine Pattern Battle Technique activated." Xu Chen flipped his hand to take out a Jade Bottle and poured out one Taiyuan Soul-Entering Pill.

Feng Feiyi stared at the Spirit Pill for a moment and shook her head, saying, "I don't need to waste a precious Spirit Pill; you can just use the fastest method to help me!"

Xu Chen thought for a moment, put away the Spirit Pill, and nodded solemnly, saying, "Very well, then prepare yourself slightly, and we will begin shortly!"

Thus, after a brief silence, Xu Chen began to circulate the Demon Refining Art, his Divine Sense guiding a beam of white light to rush into Feng Feiyi's body.

Feng Feiyi let out a muffled groan, and black bloody water instantly began to emerge from her eyes, ears, mouth, and nose. Soon, her entire body's pores also began to spray out blood mist and hazy five-colored light.

The white light transformed into a tide-like white Qi, rolling and sweeping through Feng Feiyi's Soul, flesh, tendons, and bones, destroying her flesh—which had been eroded by Underworld Qi—until it was riddled with holes, as if crushing dry weeds and smashing rotten wood. Subsequently, these tendons, bones, and flesh began to regenerate and repair at an extremely fast speed, only to start bursting apart again, repeating the cycle of collapse and rebirth over and over.

Although Xu Chen tried his best to control the speed of the white Qi's infusion, the powerful might of the Demon Refining Art was not something Feng Feiyi could withstand. In less than the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, Feng Feiyi's entire body's flesh had festered, and her skin, flesh, and bones had begun to shatter; the whole person looked exceptionally terrifying and horrific.

This was a completely incomprehensible process of rebirth. The white light's powerful purification ability was almost the nemesis and mortal enemy of Underworld Qi. As long as there was even a trace of Black Mist in her flesh, it would be annihilated by this white Qi. The flesh that grew out subsequently could not withstand the impact of the white Qi, leading to repeated cycles of collapse and rebirth. During this process of repeated rebirth, the Blood Poison within her flesh, tendons, and bones began to condense into strange patterns, which then started to fuse with her flesh.

As these divine patterns appeared, the speed of the flesh's collapse would slowly slow down, and eventually, more and more would appear, rebuilding new flesh, tendons, and bones.

During this process, Xu Chen also focused all his attention on carefully observing the appearance of these divine patterns, copying them into the Blue Light Treasure Bottle.

In the blink of an eye, a quarter of an hour passed. The skin and flesh on Feng Feiyi's forehead began to regenerate completely, but no Zuwon Yinji appeared, and Xu Chen did not sense the appearance of that cyan starlight either.

Xu Chen could not help but frown slightly.

It seemed that Feng Feiyi's Feng Clan bloodline was not strong enough to give birth to a Zuwon Yinji.

Without a Zuwon Yinji, it was certainly impossible to activate the Divine Pattern Battle Technique.

In other words, this purification process for Feng Feiyi was almost a complete failure, at most only partially strengthening her Soul and physical body.

Therefore, Xu Chen had to interrupt the circulation of the Demon Refining Art.

In reality, by now, most of the Underworld Qi in Feng Feiyi's body had been cleared. Continuing to input white Qi, aside from increasing the pain, would not be of much benefit to her, because since the Divine Pattern Battle Technique could not be activated, her body would eventually be eroded by Underworld Qi and Blood Poison again, slowly returning to its previous state.

Feng Feiyi raised her blood-streaked face to look at Xu Chen, gritted her teeth, and transmitted her voice: "Continue, I can still hold on. I want to activate the divine patterns!"

Xu Chen shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Forgive me for being powerless; your Zuwon Yinji did not even appear!"

Feng Feiyi was stunned for a moment, her hand gently touching the center of her brow, and then tears rolled down her cheeks.

Xu Chen could not bear to see a woman cry.

He wanted to offer a few words of comfort, but he did not know where to begin. He wanted to pat her sturdy shoulder, but he realized that it was somewhat difficult to do so given that the woman was naked.

"I am just the most useless woman in the tribe!" Feng Feiyi was heartbroken, covering her face with both hands and beginning to wail loudly.

Xu Chen was even more at a loss. He could only take out a Shenyang Huaming Pill and say: "You should have been prepared for this before we started. After you take this Spirit Pill, go back and get some good rest. Perhaps after your body fully recovers, the Zuwon Yinji will appear..."

"No, it won't. If the Zuwon Yinji didn't appear now, it definitely won't appear in the future!"

Feng Feiyi suddenly raised her head, looking at Xu Chen with teary eyes, sobbing and choking: "You must have other ways to help me. You come from the Mortal World, from the ancestral land of the Nether Human Race. You have so many miraculous abilities; I beg you to think of a way, please? Our Feng Clan is already on the verge of extinction. I don't want to watch the human race here be eaten bit by bit by Nether Beasts, especially those children; they need my protection."

Xu Chen felt a slight sting in his heart. After a long silence, he sighed and said: "Perhaps there are some ways, but I still cannot guarantee they will work. Moreover, even if successful, what you might recover might not be the Feng Clan's Zuwon Yinji, so there is absolutely no certainty that you will be able to activate the Divine Pattern Battle Technique. If you are willing, I can continue to experiment, but let me be clear: if it still doesn't succeed this time, your crying will be useless!"

This time it was Feng Feiyi's turn to be dazed.

After a long while, she suddenly wiped away her tears, nodded with a resolute tone, and said: "Go ahead. If it still doesn't succeed this time, I absolutely will not cry again."

Xu Chen nodded seriously: "I have no idea what will happen during this process; there might even be some accidents. No matter the result, you must endure it!"

"Don't worry, even if I die, I will not regret it!"

"Very well, get ready, I am starting!"

Xu Chen took a deep breath, and a strand of Divine Sense landed on the center of Feng Feiyi's brow, penetrating straight into her Sea of Consciousness.

A cluster of blazing white light hung in the pitch-black Void.

This was Feng Feiyi's Soul, emitting an aura as powerful as that of a Danyuan Realm expert, which made even Xu Chen feel it was somewhat unreal.

For the Nether Human Race to have been able to pass down their lineage to this day, those who remained were absolutely the essence. Their ancient bloodline was incredibly strong; even after suffering through ten thousand years of erosion by Underworld Qi and having lost their Zuwon Yinji and Divine Pattern Battle Techniques, their Souls and physical bodies remained formidable. Because of the environment, they had even undergone massive mutations; even a child who had just learned to walk would be no weaker than a Kaiyuan Realm cultivator in the Mortal World.

It was just that they had lost too much of their inheritance and had not developed the cultivation techniques, Magic Spells, or Magic Treasures of the Mortal World, so they could only fight by relying on their physical bodies. Compared to the cultivators of the Mortal World, they were completely like a group of savages.

Xu Chen carefully observed Feng Feiyi's Soul while simultaneously communicating with the Blue Light Treasure Bottle in his Sea of Consciousness, using his Divine Sense to touch the Blue Starlight released by the bottle, conveying his intention to use the starlight to restore the Zuwon Yinji for Feng Feiyi.

The Blue Light Treasure Bottle seemed to have no reaction.

But Xu Chen did not give up.

He was already accustomed to this situation with the Blue Light Treasure Bottle.

The Blue Light Treasure Bottle itself possessed some consciousness of its own and could also communicate, but this communication was not smooth and required a certain triggering mechanism. It was like an infant whose mind was not yet fully developed; it required him to communicate repeatedly, letting the Blue Light Treasure Bottle feel his intense will.

Unless the Blue Light Treasure Bottle itself sensed that Xu Chen was in extreme danger and needed protection, this communication was otherwise hit-or-miss.

And it was precisely this hit-or-miss state that allowed Xu Chen, while relying heavily on the Blue Light Treasure Bottle, to not treat it as his sole Protective Talisman, constantly utilizing the Demon Refining Art to strive to improve his own cultivation.

At present, to help Feng Feiyi restore her Zuwon Yinji, it seemed only the Blue Light Treasure Bottle could do it. Of course, Xu Chen also wanted to see if this whimsical method of his could actually succeed.

If it really succeeded, he had no way to predict what would happen.

Therefore, in the process of communicating, he was also filled with trepidation, nervousness, and unease.

Communicating over and over again was just like the situation when he was trapped in the Nether Rift facing that Ancient Fierce Beast, and just when his Divine Sense began to feel somewhat fatigued, a speck of Blue Starlight suddenly exploded within his Divine Sense, transforming into countless obscure Ancient Runes that merged into his Soul, and immediately, an unfamiliar technique appeared.

Divine Slave Seal!

Feeling the content of the technique fed back into his Soul, Xu Chen was stunned and stood frozen.

This was actually a miraculous cultivation method extremely similar to the original Grand Void Demon Refining Art, but the effects were completely different; one was for refining, and the other was for enslavement.

The content of the technique was entirely composed of ancient Ancient Runes, which were incomparably obscure, but after they merged into his Soul, he was able to understand how to apply this technique, yet he had no idea about its operating mechanism at all, just like a person who can use a Magic Treasure but has no idea about the structure of the Magic Treasure.

And the moment this technique appeared, he almost already knew how to operate it, but the result shocked him greatly, and thus he was somewhat hesitant.

Because once the Divine Slave Seal is activated, the target of the spell will have a Slave Seal planted within them, from then on bound to the Soul of the slave master, becoming a divine slave, and it will persist forever in their bloodline to be passed down, generation after generation unable to shake off the identity of a divine slave.

Could it be that the so-called clan marks of the Nether Human Race are actually just the Slave Seal of some ancient god?

In an instant, a terrifying thought was born in Xu Chen's heart.

If this were the case, then the secrets hidden within the Nether Human Race would be even more horrifying.

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