Chapter 295: Taiyuan Divine Battle Art

In the quiet room, after Xu Chen had Eldest Senior Brother lie down, he pressed a finger against Eldest Senior Brother's forehead and cast his Divine Sense into his body to begin sensing the state of his Soul and physical form.

Eldest Senior Brother was already at the True Essence Late Stage of cultivation, and his Soul was still relatively strong; however, after his dantian exploded, his entire Aperture was unrecognizable, basically showing no traces of a normal dantian, having collapsed into a state where various cracks and meridian channels were intertwined and twisted. Because there was no support from Qi, all the meridian channels connected to the dantian had begun to collapse and wither.

In this situation, in reality, there was likely no possibility of success for the Fake Core Technique.

Back when Xu Chen's dantian was destroyed, because there was still a blue starlight vortex maintaining the basic shape of the entire dantian, the meridians and Qi channels were still able to remain intact.

But Eldest Senior Brother's state looked much more severe than his had been.

"Perhaps, this is Heaven's will!"

From the moment he picked up that Blue Jade Bead while collecting dung, to this time when he had returned after experiencing the upheavals in Minghuang, this strange treasure had always been the key to his survival.

And the appearance of the Slave Seal seemed to possess both a sense of contingency and an unfathomable inevitability, as if it happened to help him solve all sorts of thorny problems.

Xu Chen muttered softly to himself, then led a grain of blue starlight out from the Void of the Heaven-Suppressing God Stele and merged it into Eldest Senior Brother's Soul.

Immediately, an ancient and obscure aura radiated from Eldest Senior Brother's body, and then a blue, twisted cross-shaped rune emerged from his forehead.

Planting a Slave Seal would give birth to something similar to a Zuwon Yinji of the Feng tribe.

This was an irreversible process.

As long as Eldest Senior Brother did not die, this blue starlight that had been planted into his Soul could not be retracted by him.

Moreover, this process was extremely easy, without the slightest difficulty.

He had already successfully tested it on Wang Daolin before.

Furthermore, it was completely different from the experiment he had conducted on Feng Feiyi back then.

Although Feng Feiyi's tribe mark was not apparent, he actually possessed the bloodline inheritance of an ancient god within his body; therefore, his Slave Seal had encountered strong resistance from the other party's divine pattern aura, even triggering a strike similar to a curse or divine retribution, which directly crippled his dantian.

The level of danger at that time could be called unprecedented; if not for the appearance of the Blue Light Treasure Bottle to protect him, he would have directly vanished into thin air.

However, using the Slave Seal on ordinary people was exceptionally smooth.

After the blue rune appeared, Xu Chen did not stop there, but instead began to ponder how to bestow a Divine Pattern Battle Technique upon Eldest Senior Brother.

The various tribes of the Nether Human Race each had different bloodline inheritances, and therefore the Divine Pattern Battle Techniques they birthed were also different and could not be learned by one another.

But after Xu Chen copied the divine patterns via the Blue Light Treasure Bottle, he was able to use them all, only his internal Divine Blood aura was too weak, so the battle techniques released were greatly diminished in power.

Currently, he possessed over thirty Divine Pattern Battle Techniques from the Feng and Tu tribes combined, in addition to hundreds of useless divine patterns. Although he had no time or energy to study the uses and functions of these divine patterns, through the Taiyuan Demon-Refining Art and the Slave Seal, as well as by comparing and identifying them with some arrays and Magic Treasures of the Feng and Tu tribes, he was very certain that these so-called divine patterns should have a very close connection to the various Magic Spell and array inheritances of the Immortal World today.

Divine Pattern Battle Techniques should be the ancient version of Immortal Dao Magic Spells.

And almost all the runes and linear structures of arrays, Magic Treasures, Spirit Talismans, etc., could almost all be seen to have the shadow of divine patterns.

The Object Control Spell was actually the Divine Lift battle technique, but the Object Control Spell was meticulous and dexterous, focusing on precise manipulation, whereas the Divine Lift battle technique highlighted ferocity and grandeur, pursuing no details, only seeking might; once unleashed, its power could move mountains and fill seas.

The Taiyuan Sect mainly cultivated wind-type Magic Spells, and the Wind Blade spell Xu Chen was most familiar with was actually a highly simplified version of the Storm battle technique.

With a normal Wind Blade spell, one could only release one wind blade in the Kaiyuan Realm; in the Zhenyuan Realm, one could release over a dozen; and upon reaching the Danyuan Realm, one could release hundreds at once. Once released, it would sweep across the thousand-foot space like a blanket, leaving almost no blind spots.

And in the hands of a Spirit Transformation Great Cultivator, the Wind Blade spell advanced into a Spirit Origin Storm, with wind blades sweeping across a region of over a hundred miles like a dense tide, invincible and infinitely powerful.

Back at Black Wind Ridge, it was Xuanchen Zhenjun who killed thousands of Nether Beasts with a single Spirit Origin Storm, shaking the Southern Border and establishing his true status as a Spirit Transformation Great Cultivator in one fell swoop.

Although the methods of use and release for the two were different, the effects were equally effective.

The most direct evidence that allowed Xu Chen to be certain that divine patterns were Immortal Dao runes was the Nether Human Race's utilization of Space Stones and weapons and equipment; the effects were no different from crafting Magic Treasures, just very crude.

And the structures of the God Blood Pool, the Creation Pool, and the Teleportation Array further allowed him to confirm that this inheritance should be of one continuous lineage.

He had already recorded and saved all these weapons, equipment, and array structures using Jade Slips.

Although he currently had no leisure time to study them carefully, in reality, whenever he had free time, he would still think about them.

If Divine Pattern Battle Techniques were indeed Immortal Dao Magic Spells, then could one fuse this kind of magic with starlight and, just like copying divine patterns, merge it directly into the human body?

Or even directly introduce the Divine Pattern Battle Techniques of the Minghuang natives into Eldest Senior Brother's body?

Xu Chen felt it was very necessary to give it a try.

Otherwise, Eldest Senior Brother would have a tribe mark in vain, but without the corresponding bloodline inheritance, he would still be completely like an empty shell, without any meaning.

He hadn't had time to study it on Feng Feiyi back then, but during these two days, he decided to experiment properly. Once successful, it would open up a completely different advancement system, allowing ordinary humans to be as powerful as the Minghuang Tu tribe.

In the Void of the Heaven-Suppressing God Stele, a large expanse of star sea like a nebula had already appeared, forming a strange and magnificent starry sky, very similar to the scene he saw when he first entered the Blue Jade Bead.

It seemed that after the Blue Light Treasure Bottle and the Heaven-Suppressing God Stele merged, they had revealed their true original appearance.

Xu Chen first tried to guide a Divine Pattern Jade Piece to merge into Eldest Senior Brother's body, but he did not succeed. This blood-patterned jade piece, flashing with golden light, could not be dragged out of the Heaven-Suppressing God Stele by him; every time it reached the exit of the vortex, it would suddenly fly back into the Void and continue to revolve around a few God Crystals.

Thus, Xu Chen began to use his Divine Sense to outline the rune incantation of the simplest Wind Blade spell, trying to fuse it with a grain of starlight, but he still did not succeed.

However, Xu Chen did not give up. One failure could not indicate anything, because he was very familiar with the strange temperament of the Blue Light Treasure Bottle; the reason for the lack of success might be that the method was wrong, but there was also a high probability that it was because the Blue Light Treasure Bottle did not sense his intent.

Therefore, Xu Chen persisted again and again, unremittingly attempting to copy a Magic Spell.

Time passed continuously. Outside the quiet room, a group of senior brothers and sisters and the two Elders were all waiting anxiously, but there seemed to be no movement inside.

Even Eldest Senior Brother, lying on the ground, felt a bit bored.

Because Xu Chen's finger had been pressed against his brow the whole time, but he only felt an unusual shaking of his Soul, and then there were no other changes.

In reality, he himself did not feel it at all, but unknowingly, his mindset toward Xu Chen had undergone a tremendous change, from the pure affection of fellow disciples to a kind of inexplicable reliance and respect.

Xu Chen didn't say it was over, so he just lay there without moving.

Thirty times... fifty times... seventy times...

Unknowingly, Xu Chen was outlining the simplest Wind Blade spell incantation rune in the Void with his Divine Sense over and over again, constantly trying to communicate with a grain of blue starlight.

As the number of times increased, Xu Chen slowly developed a sense of doubt that this path was a dead end.

From beginning to end, he had not felt the will of the Blue Light Treasure Bottle in the slightest.

"Could this method be wrong?"

When he reached the eightieth attempt in one breath, Xu Chen finally began to suspect that what he was doing seemed to have no meaning at all.

And just as he was preparing to experiment one more time before giving up and thinking of other methods, the grain of blue starlight that had been repeatedly communicated with and tormented by him suddenly exploded, transforming into a blinding thunderbolt that merged into the Void. At the same time, an ancient rune manifested from the thunder light appeared within his Soul.

"Taiyuan Divine Battle Art."

These thunder-light runes possessed an ancient and obscure aura, carrying a terrifying killing intent that annihilated everything.

Every Ancient Rune felt like a powerful Divine Pattern Battle Technique, pressing down on his Soul until it was in disarray, as if he had fallen into the boundless Huanggu Zhanchang.

In an instant, Xu Chen began to experience a multitude of hallucinatory lights and shadows; each Ancient Rune manifested a desolate and ancient broken universe, where amidst seas of lightning and electricity, the figures of various colossal demon gods were locked in slaughter and combat, each exchange of blows causing the heavens to collapse and the earth to rend, and each collision causing stars to tremble and fall.

Xu Chen felt that his fragile Soul was about to be ground into powder amidst this terrifying, impactful combat.

However, with the appearance of every scene, he would suddenly gain a fraction of Ming.

These Huanggu Zhanchang and combat scenes manifested by the lightning Ancient Runes were all a form of powerful combat will; as long as he could persist until the scene shattered, he would comprehend a battle technique.

Unfortunately, the terrifying aura released by each of these combat scenes was more than his Soul could withstand, so whenever a scene appeared, it was not that he persisted until the scene shattered, but rather that his Divine Sense, after catching a fleeting glimpse of a combat scene within, would be instantly ground into dust and completely severed from the lightning Ancient Rune.

Therefore, in Xu Chen's perception, it was as if fireworks were going off within his Soul; amidst the dense, blinding, exploding lightning lights and shadows, one tyrannical battle technique after another would suddenly appear and then instantly vanish, leaving behind absolutely no memory.

With a crackle and pop, the lightning Ancient Runes filling the sky soon dissipated, and those terrifying scenes of world-destroying destruction also vanished like the receding tide.

Xu Chen felt that in his mind, there remained only the afterimages left behind by the electric light, which eventually shattered like bubbles.

When his chaotic Soul slowly calmed down and his Divine Sense, nearly blinded by the lightning, could see clearly again, he discovered that he had not returned empty-handed; instead, there was still one lightning Ancient Rune floating before his eyes, flickering slightly with golden electric light.

(End of this chapter)