Chapter 686: Zhang Yu's Nascent Soul? (Thanks to "Liuli Se Memories" for another 2.3 rewards)
Looking at Feng Yuhan's back and the environment on the 555th floor, Ping Han felt extremely excited.
Especially when he thought about the possibility of meeting Zhang Yu, his lifelong nemesis, and defeating this powerful enemy... Ping Han felt an excitement in his heart that he had not felt for a long time.
"Zhang Yu... I can't wait to see your shocked face."
He continued to move forward through various pipes and used the power of the evil god's ritual to avoid various surveillance devices.
Everyone finally entered the target laboratory.
Feeling the changes in the spiritual world around him, Feng Yuhan said: "The spiritual world signal here has been completely blocked. We have temporarily lost the ability to communicate with the outside world."
Feng Yuhan's eyes twitched slightly, and then he started recording.
"You guys stay here. I'll go in and see if Zhang Yu is inside."
Ping Han was shocked when he heard this. Fu Xinyao said, "Let's go in together."
Feng Yuhan glanced at the two of them and said calmly, "I can't guarantee your survival rate after you go in."
But in Fu Xinyao's opinion, it is safest to follow the mysterious Nascent Soul in front of him.
Ping Han, who was already extremely extreme and abnormal, wanted to see Zhang Yu being captured with his own eyes.
So the man and the soul followed Feng Yuhan closely and dived into the depths of the laboratory.
Relying on his own abilities and the power of the evil god's rituals, Feng Yuhan, carrying the Fuxin Medicine, continued to sneak forward like a shadow in the darkness.
As they went deeper, they felt the spiritual energy in the air becoming increasingly dense, like layers of misty water vapor surging forward.
Fu Xinyao, who was feeling all of this, was somewhat shocked and said, "What a strong surge of spiritual inspiration."
Feng Yuhan looked at the traces of spiritual inspiration in the air and said, "It's the Whale Breathing Technique. This technique is based on the amount of breathing, and if you can maintain a certain range of breathing, you can further improve the efficiency of breathing."
"Judging from this amount..." Feng Yuhan's palm gently brushed the mist-like spiritual energy in the air and judged: "Zhang Yu has been staying here for almost 5 months."
As he spoke, Feng Yuhan continued to walk forward and soon saw some strange large holes in the building.
Looking at the holes on the wall, some large and some small, Fu Xinyao asked with a puzzled look on his face, "What is this?"
Her eyes scanned the incredibly smooth surface of the hole and she wondered, "Is this the hole Zhang Yu cut in the wall? Why would he do such a thing?"
Feng Yuhan's eyes fixed, and he squatted directly in front of a hole with a diameter of one meter. He said in a deep voice: "This is the trace of the Nascent Soul."
Fu Xinyao, who was standing by, was startled: "Nascent Soul?"
Feng Yuhan judged: "The ancient cultivators who broke through to the Nascent Soul stage all refined it themselves."
"But how can the Nascent Soul refined by a Jindan cultivator compare to that refined by a Nascent Soul cultivator, or even a Divine Transformation cultivator?"
"Especially in modern times, those who can achieve the Nascent Soul stage are all elites among the elites, and are top students with all the necessary conditions. It is even more impossible for them to achieve a breakthrough simply by refining the Nascent Soul they have cultivated themselves."
"But there is a drawback to this, which is that the Nascent Soul is too powerful. A cultivator at the Golden Core stage needs to practice and make various adjustments if he wants to master it."
Feng Yuhan and Fu Xinyao walked forward quickly and saw that the holes in the wall were getting smaller and smaller, and their number was getting fewer and fewer, and Feng Yuhan's gaze was becoming more and more solemn.
Feng Yuhan then continued, "During this cultivation process, the Nascent Soul will often shed its shell uncontrollably and wander around the practitioner."
"Because the Nascent Soul projects the cultivator's instinctive consciousness, if it is not controlled well, it will act recklessly according to the distracting thoughts in the mind."
"Also, because the Nascent Soul is a highly concentrated mixture of a cultivator's thoughts, mana, inner energy, and blood, even a slight collision... can cause all sorts of damage to the outside world."
Fu Xinyao was surprised and asked, "So you're saying these marks are caused by Zhang Yu cultivating his Nascent Soul stage? Is he about to break through to the Nascent Soul stage?"
Looking at the holes on the wall, which gradually shrank from one meter in diameter to the size of a fist, Feng Yuhan said, "Maybe."
Fu Xinyao and Ping Han were both shocked when they heard this.
Do they still remember clearly that it has only been more than a year since Zhang Yu broke through the Jindan realm, and he is about to reach the Yuanying realm?
The two of them thought to themselves, "How much resources has Wanfa invested in Zhang Yu?"
On the other hand, Feng Yuhan had something in his mind that he hadn't said out loud, and that was that these traces of the Nascent Soul gave him an unusual feeling.
"What kind of Nascent Soul is it? It would leave such a mark."
"If Zhang Yu is given another year or two to grow, I'm afraid even I...wouldn't be completely confident of taking him down."
"It was this time..."
Feng Yuhan had already made a worse plan in his mind: "Maybe... this time I can only take Zhang Yu's brain out."
After a while, the lights around them became dimmer for some reason, and the road ahead gradually became pitch black.
And in this darkness, bursts of whistling sounds came into the ears of the two.
The whistling sound was very strange, as if a giant was constantly breathing in and out air, inhaling large amounts of air again and again, and exhaling large amounts of air again and again.
As Feng Yuhan was sneaking along, a question popped up in his mind: "Why is there no guard?"
"If you value Zhang Yu so much and want to hide him so badly... why didn't you arrange for anyone to guard this place? Do you think there's no one you can trust... to come here and watch over Zhang Yu?"
At the same time, with every breath, Fu Xinyao felt a strong suction force coming towards the front, and her long hair was blown into the darkness by the strong wind.
Fu Xinyao was filled with doubt and asked, "Is he practicing some kind of martial arts?"
"And...why has it become so dark in here?"
"Where are the lights?"
Fu Xinyao subconsciously activated his eye skeleton, and faint rays of light were reflected in his eye skeleton, trying to illuminate the darkness before his eyes.
But the next moment, her eyes widened, and she looked at the scene in shock.
After the rays of light were emitted, they seemed to be twisted and turned by an invisible force, and like a fish being caught by an invisible hand in the darkness, they sank into the bottomless darkness with a whoosh and disappeared completely without a trace.
"This is……"
Feng Yuhan didn't say anything, but continued walking forward. Soon he saw a figure in the deepest darkness of the laboratory, with his hands clasped together, floating quietly in the air.
And the whistling sounds, one after another, came from the figure's clasped hands.
The previous moment, a wave of air burst out from it, sweeping in all directions.
The next moment, an invisible suction force came and brought the waves in the sky back.
The hall, which should have been bright as day, was now dark.
It was because the rays of light shooting down from the roof were like swimming fish, all of which were sucked into a black vortex and disappeared between the other party's clasped hands.
"A good opportunity for a sneak attack."
Looking at Zhang Yu who was motionless and completely immersed in his cultivation, Feng Yuhan flashed out of stealth mode and rushed towards him.
"This guy... may have completely mastered the Nascent Soul and completed a breakthrough." Feng Yuhan thought to himself: "If I insist on taking him out intact, as long as he finds an opportunity to ask for help, not only will the mission fail, but I will also be finished."
"In that case... then I'm sorry."
"Zhang Yu, from now on, I will have to use all my strength to completely destroy your body. I won't give you even the slightest chance..."
As he spoke, Feng Yuhan's right arm changed dramatically under the infusion of magic power, and in the blink of an eye it turned into a huge cannon aimed at Zhang Yu's position.
Level 40 magic skeleton blesses level 40 thunder magic!
Military-grade Taoist magic, Purple Sky Divine Thunder Strike!
After locking onto Zhang Yu, the purple lightning suddenly blasted out at a speed of tens of thousands of kilometers per second, and condensed on Zhang Yu's body below his neck.
Feng Yuhan was confident that with his surgically precise strikes, he could completely evaporate the body of a Jindan cultivator without causing any harm to the surrounding area.
At this moment, when he locked his target on the part below Zhang Yu's neck, he could leave only Zhang Yu's head.
As the electric light surged, a series of electric sparks were set off in the air around them, which trembled Fu Xinyao and Ping Han. They felt that the magic bones in their bodies seemed to be out of control at this moment.
Feeling the sudden surge of heat and spiritual power in the air, the two were even more shocked: "Just a tiny bit of lightning that leaked out almost damaged our entire body."
"Zhang Yu is going to be killed in one blow, right?"
But a scene that shocked the two of them again appeared.
I saw the surging lightning seemed to hit an invisible vortex, and then it began to spin at high speed.
The originally blazing light seemed to turn into long, thin noodles, drawing spirals in the darkness and finally converging in Zhang Yu's palm.
"What?!"
Feng Yuhan, who had delivered this attack, was far more shocked than Fu Xinyao and Pinghan, because he himself understood how powerful his attack was, and even he himself could not have survived it unscathed.
At the same time, Zhang Yu, who was originally immersed in cultivation, opened his eyes and looked calmly at Feng Yuhan in front of him.
"Do you know why there's no need for guards here?"
Feng Yuhan looked at Zhang Yu in front of him and only heard the first sentence. Then he found that the other person's mouth was still opening and closing, but the sound had disappeared.
Immediately afterwards, all the light seemed to be swept away by a pair of huge hands, and every ray of light disappeared completely. No matter how Feng Yuhan moved his eyes, he found that he could no longer see anything.
The next moment, he lost all perception of the outside world.
In the bottomless darkness, it seemed that only his consciousness was functioning.
(End of this chapter)
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