Chapter 105 - Morning Shadow
There was no sunrise in the God Burial Abyss. Eternal gray clouds obscured the sky, and only the thin, bleak light that filtered through the surging malevolent energy heralded the arrival of a new day.
But in the newly born Guixu Sect, in the center of the "Immortal Killing Square", the core talisman array "Nine Revolutions Mysterious Evil Gathering Spirit Array" drawn by Xie Zhao and driven by Chu Linyuan's evil spirit was emitting a stable dark golden halo.
The pure eternal evil spirit was continuously extracted, gathered, and purified from the earth veins, forming a training area that was so dense that it was almost tangible, dispelling some of the coldness and bringing a dim light similar to the "morning light".
A new day begins in this artificial morning light.
"roar--!!!"
Like a morning bell, Iron Bull's signature roar rang out, shaking the newly built black stone hall. His massive frame was clad only in a pair of animal-hide shorts, his bronze skin akin to flowing metal under the faint glow of malevolent energy. At that moment, he stood on a patch of rock at the edge of the square, purposely cleared and imbued with malevolent energy, hard as iron, engaging in an inhuman morning exercise.
There are no fancy moves, only the most primitive and violent release of power!
Boom! The compressed air exploded into a visible white gas explosion, slamming fiercely into a half-man-high piece of Abyssal Black Iron Ore! The hard ore shattered like tofu!
Stomp! The earth groaned dully, and spider-web-like cracks spread several feet from him!
Shoulder strike! Knee strike! Back push! Every movement brought with it a whistling wind and the sound of muscles and bones crackling!
Under the violent impact of the evil spirit and the extreme physical training, the newly born immortal body marched towards a higher level! Sweat mixed with the steaming white mist of evil spirit flowed over his muscular body, and the horns on his head gleamed with silver starlight.
"Stupid cow! Destroying the house so early in the morning!" Luo Hongyi's sleepy, lazy, yet dangerous voice came from the side and back of the main hall. She pushed open a stone window covered with metal armor. Her beautiful face was drowsy, her long hair slightly disheveled, giving her a unique charm.
A wisp of light green poisonous mist with the fragrance of plants lingered at her fingertips, dispelling the foul air of the morning. She glared unkindly at the iron bull that was destroying the floor.
Tie Niu stopped, wiped the sweat off his face, grinned naively, revealing his white teeth: "Good morning, Senior Sister Luo! I'm just consecrating the new floor to see if it's sturdy! Look, it doesn't move at all!" He stomped his feet again as if to show off, and the ground made a muffled sound again.
Luo Hongyi rolled her eyes, and a wisp of poisonous mist shot out from her fingertips, shooting accurately at the area under Tie Niu's feet that he had stepped on the hardest: "Blessing? I think you are itching for trouble! If you dare to stomp a hole in the square again, you will be the first to try tonight's appetizer!" The wisp of poisonous mist fell to the ground and silently seeped into the rock, leaving a barely perceptible dark green spot.
Tie Niu's huge body shrank subconsciously, and he scratched his head and smiled awkwardly: "No, no! I'll be gentler! Gently!" After saying that, his movements were indeed much "gentler", but that "gentle" fist wind could still easily smash the head of an ordinary Jindan cultivator.
Inside the main hall, near the core of the talisman formation.
Xie Zhao sat cross-legged on a warm jade cushion. His face still held a sickly paleness, but it was much better than before. The Jinghong Talisman Pen hovered before him, its tip radiating a mixture of pale golden talisman blood and pure malevolent energy.
His eyes were slightly closed, not because he was practicing, but because he was carrying out an extremely delicate project - repairing and upgrading his damaged Jinghong Talisman Pen!
The hideous crack on the pen has been mostly healed with the nourishment of talisman blood and evil spirit, but the damage to the origin of the talisman inside cannot be healed overnight.
Xie Zhao's expression was focused, and his fingertips attracted wisps of pure evil spirit, which he carefully injected into the deep of the crack, like the most delicate embroiderer repairing damaged meridians.
At the same time, he drew in the air with his other hand, and a series of miniature rune shadows containing spatial fluctuations and the true meaning of defense were struck into the hairs of the pen tip.
Void Talisman - Enhances the bearing capacity of the talisman pen and the stability of space travel.
Immortal Gold Marking - Strengthens the pen shaft, granting greater physical and energy resistance.
A miniature version of the Immortal-Slaying Spear rune that echoed the core rune array of the square was imprinted on the inside of the pen, allowing the Jinghong Talisman Pen to more smoothly draw out Chu Linyuan's evil spirit and spear intent, amplifying the power of the talisman!
Each time a rune branded him, it tugged at his still-unhealed soul, bringing a stinging pain like a needle. Yet, a hint of an almost fanatical smile played upon the corner of his mouth.
Restoring Jinghong was like repairing his own damaged foundation, and it was also the only way to a higher level of the Way of Talismans! He was immersed in the world of the Way of Talismans, with no distractions.
Not far away, Chu Linyuan also sat cross-legged. The Frost Silence Sword lay across his knees, while the Immortal Slayer Spear hovered at his side, its tip pointed diagonally at the ground, emitting a restrained murderous aura. Unlike Xie Zhao, he wasn't focused on repairing his body, but rather on a deeper kind of "tempering."
He closed his eyes slightly, his mind sinking into his dantian. The Dragon Evil Ice Prison Pill, a mixture of dark gold and dark blue, with runes of annihilation flowing on its surface, slowly spun, swallowing up the pure evil energy gathered by the rune array.
The newfound strength surged like a cold current, repeatedly washing over, expanding, and reinforcing the network of meridians in his body that had been severely damaged. Each cycle brought a tearing pain, but also a clear sense of growing strength.
More importantly, he separated a strand of his mind and mobilized the power of the core of his Dantian, like an invisible forging hammer, hammering and tempering the Immortal-Slaying Spear floating beside him over and over again!
With each invisible impact of his mind, the Immortal-Slaying Spear's dark shaft trembled slightly, emitting a low, dragon-like hum. The ancient patterns on the spear's shaft lit up briefly, then retreated, becoming even deeper and more profound. The cold light at the spear's tip also became increasingly concentrated and piercing.
He was using his own inherent evil spirit and dragon spirit to nurture and temper this newborn, lethal weapon, achieving a deeper level of harmony between the spear and the person. The cold evil spirit formed a faint vortex around him, and his black robe moved without wind.
At the edge of the square outside the palace, next to the newly cultivated "medicine garden" where Luo Hongyi had set up a weak protective poison array.
Su Tang was squatting on the ground, carefully using a small jade shovel to plant several "Star Tear Grass" plants that had been transplanted from the Xingyun Pavilion meadow. These plants emitted a soft, star-like glow. Her movements were gentle, and her psychic eyes carefully observed the condition of each herb's root system and its integration with the evil-inspired soil.
"Family! The first step in Guixu Sect's ecological reconstruction plan—the Starlight Herb Garden—has officially begun!" She whispered to the floating image stone beside her, fearing to disturb the two brothers in the hall. "Look! This is the treasure land that Senior Sister Luo created with her poison array! The evil spirits have been filtered and purified, making it gentle and harmless! The Star Tear Grass is a valuable resource, a sacred healing product! From now on, our Guixu Sect disciples will no longer have to worry about running out of medicine for injuries! Start donating! Crowdfund some star fertilizer for the herbal babies!"
The white deer sat quietly beside them, holding the Moon-Eating Rabbit. In his hand was a crooked little wooden barrel made by Su Tang from scraps, which contained relatively pure evil dew collected from the place where evil energy condensed.
Every time Su Tang finished planting a plant, she would scoop up some dew with a small wooden spoon and evenly water it around the roots. Her movements were meticulous. The Moon-Eating Rabbit, on the other hand, looked at the glowing grass curiously, its ruby eyes blinking, as if considering whether it was edible.
"Little Deer is awesome! Don't steal food, Rabbit!" Su Tang smiled and rubbed Little Deer's hair, then tapped Rabbit's nose. Rabbit grumbled in dissatisfaction and turned his head away.
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