Chapter 630: Phantom
Chapter 630: Phantom
The space was empty, and even the blood on the ground had vanished without a trace, leaving one to wonder if a battle had just taken place here.
Chen Chuan was slightly surprised but not overly shocked. When he had gone up earlier, Taru had told him not to worry about the bodies below, assuring him that the senior there would take care of them later.
This 'senior' naturally referred to the creature blocking the rift.
Taru had also informed him that during the seclusion of previous Tarus, they would sometimes remain inside for a year or two without coming out, and during those times, no one but Taru was allowed to enter.
Third Limitation Fighters could go without food and water for extended periods when not expending energy, but they couldn't sustain themselves for that long. Whenever they felt hungry or thirsty, as long as they had a strong mental demand, the creature beneath them would secrete a large amount of liquid and a substance similar to fungi to nourish them.
To be honest, these were secretions and growths from the creature's body, and this creature also needed to 'eat'. Most of its sustenance came from the other end, and it could also digest the bodies of beings from this world that entered the rift, including various corpses.
This was something normal people would find hard to accept, but fortunately, Chen Chuan ate normally every day and didn't need those substances.
Chen Chuan looked around at this moment. Everything was spotless, even the clothes and weapons of those few people seemed to have been absorbed or possibly repelled outside.
However, those people were of average strength, and their weapons were standard-issue from the Linaksa Federation, so they held no value for collection.
He wasn't disturbed by this matter. Those people weren't much of a bother, and to be honest, he had expected enemies like those from the Dawnlight Pavilion.
Fighters from such Martial Halls, regardless of their strength, possessed techniques and forces that would undoubtedly provide him with more inspiration.
After this thought, he walked forward, but after a few steps, he suddenly felt something different about the surrounding area—a change in the field.
Looking ahead, he noticed a figure had appeared, faint and blurred, with an indiscernible face but wearing a Solitary Stream Pavilion training suit similar to Taru's.
This scene gave him a sense of deja vu.
The figure seemed similar to Hong Fu and Li Ying, with their active consciousness bodies, appearing illusory yet seemingly real. As he pondered this, the figure suddenly assumed a stance, causing him to raise an eyebrow.
However, the figure didn't attack him but instead demonstrated a move. With each use of the technique, green fluorescent lights flickered within the figure.
After observing for a while, Chen Chuan realized this was likely a Solitary Stream Pavilion force technique. The flickering lights were precisely at the nodes where the transformed organism exerted force.
He recalled what Taru had said earlier—that some of the Solitary Stream Pavilion's profound and secret techniques were here. Initially, he didn't understand the meaning, but now it seemed related to this.
But why hadn't it appeared before?
Was it because of insufficient spiritual power?
Not necessarily. The phantom had just appeared, so could it be that absorbing those corpses triggered its emergence? He nodded, finding this highly plausible.
The figure slowly disappeared after demonstrating the move several times, and the field around him also subsided.
He wasn't sure if absorbing those people was enough to trigger its appearance or if there was another awakening mechanism. He planned to mention it to Taru when he returned to the surface the next day.
As the area in front of him returned to normal, he walked forward and sat down at his original spot. As he approached, the twisted tendrils ahead extended outward, and the light shone on him once more.
But this time, he had barely immersed himself when he suddenly sensed something—a rustling sound, as if someone were discussing something rapidly in the distance.
Moreover, in the light across from him, something flashed by, and after a while, a shadow appeared at the entrance, seemingly trying to drill its way out towards him.
Chen Chuan calmly observed the shadow, which was likely something from the other side. As his sitting position was only a few meters from the entrance, the entity seemed poised to rush towards him at any moment. However, he wasn't concerned, as the creature blocking the rift prevented it from entering, so he could simply ignore it.
The night passed.
At 5 a.m., he emerged from his meditative cultivation and checked his watch before picking up the Xue Jun Sword and leaving.
Upon returning to the cliff, gusts of wind tugged at his clothes. A flapping sound filled the air, and Chao Ming descended from the sky.
Chen Chuan reached out and fed Chao Ming a specially made Wing Blade Company ointment, then patted him. Chao Ming flew towards the training ground, where the sound of children's laughter filled the air.
Chao Ming was well-liked by the village children because he was very smart and unafraid of strangers.
Chen Chuan walked towards the other side, finding Taru drinking coconut milk under a reinforced shelter, with Olive Elder nearby. He shared with them what he had seen after returning the previous day.
Olive Elder was surprised, "Mr. Chen, I didn't expect your spiritual level to be so high! Old Taru once told me that only when one's spiritual power reaches a certain level can they see the inheritance left within."
Taru admired Chen Chuan, "Yes, my teacher told me that the inheritance is inside, and only when I meet the conditions for cultivation can I see it."
Chen Chuan said, "Since I also believed this might be your secret tradition yesterday, I didn't examine the specific contents carefully. You two can rest assured."
Taru didn't mind this. She said earnestly, "It's fine, Mr. Chen. Even if you saw it, it's not an issue. My teacher and I have long joined the Pure Essence Sect, and our secret tradition is that of the Pure Essence Sect. As long as one is a member of the Pure Essence Sect and meets the necessary conditions, they can learn it."
Chen Chuan nodded, but he still had no intention of learning. This secret tradition required someone from the same lineage to fully utilize its potential, and it involved cultivating unique transformed organisms. Others who tried to learn it would never grasp its essence, but referencing and borrowing from it was not a problem.
After sharing the situation with the two, he left and returned to the Lotus Seat, allowing his mind, which had been tense from a night of cultivation, to relax.
Sitting here allowed his thoughts to be both relaxed and focused. Over the past few days, he had been pondering his Heart Power.
From what he had observed, most people's Heart Power, in addition to being combined with their Force, often required the use of their own tactics to maximize its power.
The people he had encountered only had one type of Heart Power because they could only use a single Force. However, he was not limited by this. Due to the uniqueness of the Zhou Yuan Force, his tactics undoubtedly offered more variations, allowing him to utilize multiple Heart Powers.
Furthermore, by using different Forces in combat and seamlessly switching between them, he could maintain flexibility in battle. This had always been his strategy, and he had no intention of abandoning it.
In the 16th chapter, the 19th chapter, and the 1st chapter of the 1st book, there were no errors in the version!
With this foundation, he needed to refine and choose his Heart Power.
His advantage lay in the second self's combination, resulting in the strongest power and speed, allowing him to unleash an unparalleled force in an instant.
Even without the second self's empowerment, his current physical qualities were rarely matched by those he had encountered.
Therefore, when it came to direct combat, what he needed was an unstoppable force that could crush his enemies. He had strong confidence in this belief.
Just as he was thinking this, he suddenly felt a surge of power within his body, a power that was both a self-initiated force under his will and a concentration of his spirit.
This was different from the Heart Power he had used before. The previous one did not embody his beliefs; it merely relied on the raw strength of the second self's combination to forcefully cross this line.
It was only now, after the Heavenly Gate's opening and these days of spiritual cultivation, with significant progress, that he truly grasped this technique.
However...
He sensed this power, and this Force needed to be tested in combat. Only through repeated practice, gradual adjustments, and refinements could its advantages be fully utilized.
Meanwhile, under another shelter outside the training ground, Olive Elder was applying medicine and massaging a fighter while instructing a young man on the side about the key points to grasp.
Post-training care and maintenance were crucial for fighters, especially those with limited talent. They needed to pay extra attention to this aspect, or they might end up injuring themselves before their transformed organisms could be developed.
As he was instructing, he saw a young messenger climbing up the hill with a backpack, braving the strong wind.
Olive Elder was surprised. Some islanders had relatives on the outer islands, and some students were even from those islands. Inevitably, there were letters and occasional packages to send. Usually, deliveries were made once every ten days due to the island's poor transportation, and currently, it was a windy period, making sea travel dangerous. Why was the messenger delivering mail at this time?
A bad feeling arose within him.
The messenger, drenched in sweat, reached the shelter, greeted the group, and took off his backpack. After wiping the sweat from his face, he searched inside and retrieved a letter with a black seal, which he handed to Olive Elder.
Upon seeing the letter, Olive Elder's expression changed...
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(End of Chapter)
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