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第五卷 天云十二州 第一千三百四十一章 聚灵空间

In a dizzying whirl, Lin Xuan thought he was done for as the bizarre霞light swallowed him. Even an advanced婴后期 cultivator would be no better than an ordinary mortal when stripped of their法力. Under such perilous circumstances, it seemed there was no hope.

At that moment, all Lin Xuan could do was tightly hug his little girl.

Who said cultivators were cold-hearted? At least in the hearts of Lin Xuan and Yue'er, each felt more important than the other.

Unable to be together as immortal partners in life, they would never part in death. Lin Xuan had prepared for the worst, but what happened next left him speechless. They were indeed swallowed by that strange white light, yet their souls did not scatter into nothingness.

The sensation was peculiar, akin to teleportation, though different. With his powers lost, Lin Xuan could not see anything in the dazzling white light; time seemed to have stopped.

It appeared that the chaotic thunder pearl had triggered some cosmic rule. Despite his shock, panic was useless now. Fortunately, a moment later, essence qi surged in his dantian and flowed back into his body, bringing clarity to his surroundings.

Lin Xuan rejoiced and without hesitation, shot towards a nearby small hill.

The space wasn't vast, but with his cultivation, he reached the other side almost instantly. Before him lay a tiny desert that stretched to the eye's limit. Strange rocks stood out against the desolate landscape, adding an eerie atmosphere.

Lin Xuan's body was bathed in green light as he landed on the sands.

"Lord, what is this?" Yue'er asked, her face showing surprise.

But Lin Xuan motioned for her not to speak and approached a large rock.

This stone lacked any obvious features but seemed imposing, weighing several thousand catties. With a flick of his sleeve, Lin Xuan used his strength to lift it effortlessly.

Beneath the stone lay a set of human bones, ancient in appearance, with tattered clothes long since rotted away, leaving only a complete skeleton.

Beside the remains was a small storage bag emitting faint green light.

Lin Xuan's eyes narrowed. Someone had perished here, and this delicate skeleton belonged to a woman. He focused on her left hand, where five fingers tightly gripped an jade cylinder.

Perhaps it would reveal something. But given the eerie nature of the place, Lin Xuan was cautious.

With a wave of his sleeve, another storage bag flew out, revealing a young girl with a pretty face.

She seemed about seventeen or eighteen years old, her cultivation pressure barely perceptible, indistinguishable from an ordinary灵动期 cultivator at first glance.

But appearances were deceiving; she was merely a puppet crafted from various materials. Her craftsmanship was so fine that she resembled a real person.

When Lin Xuan had bought treasures in the Tianqiao Sect, this puppet had been given to him by Elder Mo Xuesong as a gift for fetching tea and tending to medicinal herbs.

After confirming his ownership with a drop of blood, Lin Xuan cast his divine sense out while using Nine Heaven Microstep to retreat several dozen feet away. The black dragon armor shield did not retract but instead added another layer of thick light.

Cautious was wise; there were no obvious restrictions on the bones, yet Lin Xuan was unwilling to risk it.

The puppet obeyed without hesitation and grabbed the jade cylinder.

There was nothing amiss as she took it easily. Lin Xuan sighed in relief, thinking he had overreacted. He flew over and accepted the treasure, then cast his divine sense out.

After a moment, Lin Xuan's face showed an extremely complex expression.

"Lord, what does this jade cylinder contain?" Yue'er asked curiously.

"You can check for yourself."

"Oh."

Yue'er focused her divine sense in, but after reading two lines, she couldn't hold back and cried out: "What? This person is the fourth-generation patriarch of the Heavenly Sea Pavilion!"

"Not wrong. Her surname is Mei; indeed, she once held the Heavenly Sea Pavilion. But that was a long time ago," Lin Xuan sighed, realizing he had been locked in a legendary凝聚灵空间.

His heart was a mix of emotions. He loved reading but this凝聚灵空间 was mentioned only in an obscure ancient text. Even the old monster Lihehu might not know such things existed.

Even a million years ago,凝聚灵空间 were rare, almost countable. The origin traced back to the human realm's situation.

It was well known that the human realm was just a lower plane, with fewer cultivation resources and less dense essence energy compared to the Spirit Realm, Demon Realm, or Netherworld.

Take spirit veins as an example; even high-grade ones were hard to come by. The ultimate grade was mere legend due to thin essence energy, making it extremely difficult for cultivators to advance.

For an元婴 cultivator, it was manageable, but geniuses found it challenging to reach the Separation stage. Even with excellent spiritual roots, there was still much more effort required and luck...

All these factors made the path to Separation even more uncertain.

In essence, human realm conditions were too poor. Without legendary ultimate spirit veins, advancement prospects were slim.

Lin Xuan's thoughts drifted to the only known ultimate spirit vein in the human realm - Ling Shan, where the Luo family once established their headquarters.

But a million years ago, after a great battle, the Seven Great Forces destroyed the entire Tianzhou region, including the spirit vein. It was irreparable.

Many cultivators lamented this but it did no good to be upset. Could humans create an ultimate spirit vein?

The idea first came from some ancient cultivator who proposed creating a凝聚灵空间. The process was fraught with difficulties; such a contravention of nature couldn't be achieved overnight.

Critics mocked the idea, calling him mad. However, supporters poured their lifetimes into research.

Ten thousand years passed before a genius finally succeeded in creating a凝聚灵空间.

As its name suggested, the human realm lacked dense essence energy, so he compressed it to make the environment similar to an ultimate spirit vein.

However, there was a challenge: even with a禁断大阵 compressing essence energy, it would still disperse into the surroundings due to cosmic rules. Human existence couldn't change that.

Thus, ordinary environments wouldn't work; only stable independent spaces of limited size were suitable.

This condition was too stringent. The ancient cultivator managed to create nine凝聚灵珠 but they served as keys to these spaces.

Lin Xuan's thoughts revealed the entire story:

The Clear Origin Corpse King had stumbled upon a凝聚灵珠, but the old monster failed to recognize its true nature and mistook it for a chaos thunder pearl that could kill Separation stage cultivators.

Thus, Lin Xuan and Yue'er were sent here by accident. A blessing in disguise? But Lin Xuan couldn't laugh.

If he had been transported here at another time, he would have been elated as the path to Separation would be much easier. However, this wasn't that time.

Entering was easy but leaving was hard.

Once trapped in such a space, one could only escape by reaching Separation stage and using cosmic energy to break free. If not, it would be like being imprisoned until death.

PS: First update for the day. Fellow Daoists, do you still have any recommendations? Your support means a lot to me, Huan Yu. I'll have another update soon.

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