Chapter 62: Talent · [Xuanzhong Forbidden Realm]!
Chapter 62: Talent · [Xuanzhong Forbidden Realm]!
Seven tiers of the Thunder-Time Harmony Way, delving into the mysteries of the Huisuo Behemoth to pave the way for the Beast God Path.
The "Advanced Section" contains the Beast God Path—a realm Jiang Zhe couldn’t yet aspire to. But to say he felt zero curiosity? That’d be like monks pulling each other’s braids.
Jiang Zhe had already adjusted his cultivation plan, adding the Secret Patterns Diagram to his list of priorities.
“What a pity—it’s too blurry.”
He patted his forehead, frustrated by the pixelated quality of the Secret Patterns Diagram. Was it originally this hazy, or had someone deliberately tampered with it? If the latter, the culprit’s skill was top-tier. Even after blurring the diagram, they’d preserved its artistic conception and divine essence, merely veiling them in a faint, elusive haze. Luo Feng, by contrast, had altered just one scale and shattered the entire beast-god artistic conception.
A complete, crystal-clear Secret Patterns Diagram would be priceless—after all, only sixty-four total diagrams were needed to unravel the universe’s primordial secrets. The "mosaic" obscuring this one made Jiang Zhe wonder: where could he find an HD version?
The old beast-god’s micro-cosmos? Or perhaps the dwelling place of the Thunder Beast God?
Even the famed Ancestor God Church likely held no such diagrams. As for Luo Feng’s opportunity—the beast-god statue he’d encountered? That belonged to the Gold Beast God, not the Thunder Beast God. Completely mismatched!
“Worry about it later. Keep grinding the Time Law—that’s the safest bet.”
Donning his Huisuo gloves, Jiang Zhe began studying the Time Law Impression Plate at his workbench. With a welding gun in his right hand, he tapped the circuit board repeatedly. Within half an hour, the board was a tangled mess—utterly ruined.
Discard. Next board. Continue.
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In the Virtual Universe’s Kill Zone, two figures darted across the Mistshadow Shuttle, locked in pursuit. Temporal Echo Techniques flashed repeatedly, creating decoys to confuse and ambush. Around both, three-foot-long lightning beams crackled.
When they collided, dark purple arcs erupted, engulfing dozens of meters in explosive shockwaves.
At the epicenter, one lightning beam shattered into nine ox-hair needles. The other dimmed but remained intact.
Mental Strength Weapons clashed—on equal footing, the battle hinged on Law Comprehension and mental fortitude!
“The Virtual Universe’s simulated opponents are far weaker in mental strength. They can’t withstand even this level of collision or explosion.”
Jiang Zhe’s cold voice echoed. Lightning surged, piercing four illusions before carving a dazzling, elegant, yet sinister arc into the true form, obliterating the scaly youth’s head before he could react.
His left hand, still gloved, flicked. The lightning returned, dissolving into nine needles before him. Clenching his fist, he willed them to realign. The intricate Secret Patterns on the needles glowed, threads of dark purple energy weaving through.
Connecting! Extending! Constricting!
Arcs erupted, condensing into a three-foot lightning beam.
Guiding it with mental energy, Jiang Zhe examined the beam’s eerie, life-draining aura.
“This is the first tier of ‘Heaven’s Punishment’!”
“Nine such beams form the Retributive Spear—the second tier.”
With barely sufficient Mental Energy Intensity, adequate Law Comprehension, and towering mental strength, mastering the first tier of Huisuo’s Hand was inevitable.
Truthfully, for most prodigies, Mental Energy Intensity was the bottleneck. Their comprehension often surpassed their lifeform’s natural limits. Yet through superior Law Comprehension and mental strength, they could forcefully manifest advanced forms of Mental Strength Weapons.
After two days in the Kill Zone, Jiang Zhe had mastered Huisuo’s Hand, satisfied with his progress. His consciousness returned to the real world.
Silver Robe Yuan Shen still sat in the hall’s corner, organizing inherited memories. Jiang Zhe didn’t interrupt, returning to his workbench to study the Time Law.
When dizziness struck, he reclined, activating the Dormant Dragon Technique. By masking his memories, he embarked on a new life within the Dream Realm—a perfect antidote to cultivation’s monotony.
After waking, he strolled to the Traditional Martial Arts Hall, digesting insights from his dream while guiding allied martial artists close to Jiang Clan, basking in their admiration.
On the seventh day, Silver Robe Yuan Shen awoke.
Jiang Zhe began absorbing the organized memories.
Half an hour later, he grinned curiously. “Let’s go outside. I want to see the Chasm Colossus in action.”
Above the mechanical city outside the tower, Silver Robe Yuan Shen’s body disintegrated. Its Life Core exhaled chaotic mist, reforming into a colossal beast—three to four hundred meters long, resembling an armored pangolin.
Chasm Colossus.
Eyes glowing cold, dark yellow with vertical pupils. Its sturdy hind legs often served as support, letting it stand upright. Delicate, nimble forelimbs. Its back bore hill-like rocky protrusions, grooved like a turtle’s shell or a stegosaurus’s plates.
Crouched on the plains, it resembled a mountain—hence its name.
Jiang Zhe, having received its Innate Secret Art information, flew with the beast to a desolate area near the Machinery Factory’s edge.
“Use [Xuanzhong Forbidden Realm]!”
Roar!
The Chasm Colossus growled, its body blazing with dense yellow markings. Even the rocky protrusions on its back glowed with warm, earthy-yellow light.
Within thousands of meters, light dimmed as a domain descended, filled with faint, murky yellow mist.
A crushing force pressed down. Jiang Zhe’s back hunched, knees trembling as if he’d collapse.
“What terrifying gravity!” he marveled.
Adapting, he minimized its effects. Then, a suffocating sensation gripped the space around him—like water freezing into ice, threatening to entomb him. Murky yellow mist swirled, twisting his body into a knotted tangle.
“Spatial imprisonment?”
“Spatial crushing?”
“No, it’s not authentic. It’s immature, yet evolving in that direction.”
“Can it teleport? Try minor techniques like inanimate teleportation, spatial resonance, or body dissolving into void…”
Testing these, he found Silver Robe Yuan Shen showed potential but couldn’t fully execute. Leaving the [Xuanzhong Forbidden Realm] domain reverted its spatial Law Comprehension to zero—unable to even create a spatial illusion.
This mirrored Huisuo Behemoth’s [Temporal Stasis]—its Time Law comprehension was abysmal, yet it could instinctively wield it.
For Chasm Colossus, [Xuanzhong Forbidden Realm] vastly enhanced spatial Law application.
“If Silver Robe Yuan Shen’s spatial Law Comprehension were high enough, they could achieve full imprisonment, crushing, and teleportation within the domain!”
“Even if used instinctively, repeated use would eventually yield insights.”
“This should aid spatial Law cultivation.”
With this Innate Secret Art, Jiang Zhe felt Silver Robe Yuan Shen’s path was bright.
“The Chasm Colossus, which overpowered the Goldhorned Beast to claim the Star Sky Beast’s top bloodline—producing three Cosmic Sovereigns.”
“With [Xuanzhong Forbidden Realm]’s talent, spatial Primordial Laws are practically laid bare before them.”
“In the Star Sky Beast Alliance, breaking through to Cosmic Sovereign merely requires cultivating the earth-space Beast God Path—the only hurdle is comprehending the Beast God Heart.”
Jiang Zhe then selected the secret technique《Absolute Space》from the inherited memories, assigning it to Silver Robe Yuan Shen to aid spatial Law comprehension.
《Absolute Space: Chasm Colossus Version》!
Comparing it to the Goldhorned Beast’s inherited memories revealed 70-80% overlap. Clearly, each Star Sky Beast’s inheritance contained generic techniques—the true masterpieces resided in the old beast-gods’ micro-cosmos.
Apologies, still five hundred words short. Wrote for a day, feeling a bit drowsy.
(End of Chapter)
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