Shennong Dao Master
Chapter 1908 - 4: Awakening and Fusion, Transmission Building Opens! (2)Chapter 1908: Chapter 4: Awakening and Fusion, Transmission Building Opens! (2)
After this experience, Zhao Xing also vaguely felt that his true self was about to awaken.
Because the remnant soul soon felt cold and painful sensations, the remnant soul’s ability to receive the feelings of the soul core of the true self proved that the soul core within the true self was about to awaken.
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"The God is lofty and selfish. If you become a God, you should hunt the God..."
Inside the eighth Law Realm, Bo Wei looked at the naked Zhao Xing in the ice coffin, chanting words.
Every word that came out of his mouth seemed substantial, then merged into Zhao Xing’s body.
For two hundred years, Bo Wei had been repeating this process every day in front of Zhao Xing’s ice coffin.
"Bo Wei, do you think the God Realm can be controlled?" In the mirror behind him, an old man with gray hair appeared.
"Do you want to create a God Realm, control a God Realm, for your use?"
"Teacher, your vision is too narrow." Bo Wei shook his head, "You can no longer understand me."
"I indeed can’t understand you." Wisdom Heart sighed, "Ever since you became a Sevens Realms Scholar, I could no longer see through you."
"True, you surely wouldn’t speak to me sincerely, to avoid revealing the Heavenly Secret."
"I want to lead Academic City, lead the Human Clan to live better, this is my true intention." Bo Wei said. "Teacher, I need your cooperation."
Wisdom Heart was refined into an Artifact Spirit by a disciple, yet couldn’t hate Bo Wei.
"I’ve already become an Artifact Spirit, how can I cooperate with you?"
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The true self was about to awaken, and the pain affected the remnant soul, causing Zhao Xing’s cultivation speed to slow down again.
After condensing the third strand of Qinghua Magical Power, he couldn’t condense the fourth strand again.
In the two hundred and forty-seventh year of the true self’s slumber, the pain reached its limit, showing signs of even the remnant soul’s impending collapse.
"Ah, ah, ah~~"
The Void Grassman, looking hideous, lay on the ground rolling constantly.
Pain, so painful!
Zhao Xing clutched his head and slammed into a mountain range, with a loud boom, the mountain collapsed, countless huge stones crashed on him, yet this pain was less than one-ten-thousandth of the soul’s pain.
When the true self was asleep, there was no connection between the soul core and the remnant soul, even when the True Spirit Heavenly Poison erupted, the remnant soul couldn’t feel it.
But as the true self’s soul slowly awakened, the remnant soul would also feel the pain.
"Ha~sizzle~ha~~"
Zhao Xing pounded the ground with his hands, panting constantly.
An outbreak has a cycle, now the pain has slightly diminished.
"So terrifying, the True Spirit Heavenly Poison I feel, is probably less than one-millionth of its power, but even this small sensation, almost made my remnant soul collapse."
"The remnant soul has the will of Peak of Second Rank!"
The True Spirit Heavenly Poison within the true self was suppressed by the [Ten Cold Ice Coffin], further weakened by Bo Wei with Ancient Technique.
The remnant soul could feel less than one-millionth, yet it almost caused collapse.
The True Spirit Heavenly Poison is indeed terrifying, worthy of being a poison capable of killing a demigod, even reincarnation doesn’t escape it.
"If not suppressed, allowing the Poison Source Body to erupt, my soul wouldn’t last even half a second."
"The True Spirit Heavenly Poison is already this frightening, I can’t imagine how terrifying the Desolate God Poison is."
As time passed, the pain the remnant soul of Zhao Xing felt started to slowly lessen after reaching its peak, proving that Bo Wei’s treatment was effective.
In the two hundred and fifty-fourth year of the true self’s slumber, Zhao Xing’s remnant soul was already able to completely disregard this pain and could command five strands of Qinghua Magical Power.
At this time, his mere Taixu Grassman Avatar, could rival a typical veteran-level Reincarnator under normal circumstances.
Utilizing Qinghua Magical Power, he could unleash five moves comparable to lord-level combat power!
"Once fused with the soul of the true self, the soul strengthens, surely it can command more Qinghua Magical Power, wonder when the true self will awaken." Zhao Xing also looked forward to his early recovery.
After all, in Scholar City, the life extension limit is three hundred years, at present two hundred and fifty-four years have passed, the time he had left was not much.
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At two hundred and fifty-seven years, while comprehending the Mana Chapter, the remnant soul was suddenly moved, looking in a certain direction.
In the distant Academic City, Zhao Xing’s true self slowly opened his eyes, a flash of black passed in his eyes, quickly returning to normal.
At this moment, the remnant soul and true self had only a vague connection, lacking the memory of the remnant soul.
So the memory of Zhao Xing’s true self remained at a second before being attacked with the True Spirit Heavenly Poison by the Ancient Medicine.
"You, you are Bo Wei Scholar?" Zhao Xing struggled to get up, feeling his Magic Body was heavy and his thoughts somewhat sluggish.
"It’s me." Bo Wei nodded, "Zhao Xing, you are now being treated in Scholar City, two hundred and fifty-seven years have passed, how do you feel?"
Zhao Xing moved his body, found the Magic Body was fine, no wounds at all.
But always felt head heavy, thinking processing a bit sluggish.
By introspecting the Fate Palace, he could see the Life Soul was riddled with holes, entangled by black liquid all over.
"I, I feel very uncomfortable." Zhao Xing struggled to voice out. "Even operating Mana is difficult."
He instinctively wanted to cast a spell, but found that he couldn’t even open the Origin Space, wanting to cast a spell, but ten seconds after the thought, only then did a wisp of spark emerge at his fingertip, and even that quickly extinguished.
"How, how could this be..."
"You’re still not fully cured." Bo Wei spoke to Zhao Xing across the ice coffin, "Now the True Spirit Heavenly Poison binds your soul, your thoughts controlling the body’s Mana to cast spells, the original transfer process was fast, almost a thousandth of Infinite Time. Now it’s about ten thousand times slower."
"So any spell you cast, only manifests after ten seconds."
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