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第两千九百八十四章 真灵之火

This chapter was typed by the Madman.

For advancement to the Tribulation Transcending Stage, he had endured countless hardships. If this inexplicable reason caused him to fail at the last moment, wouldn't that be too unfair?

Lin Xuan's heart was somewhat uneasy as he pondered why such a situation would arise.

Could it be due to the Spirit Wave Valley before his eyes?

Although this was just speculation, upon careful consideration, there was indeed a possibility.

The Asura King was the Lord of Yin, holding a prestigious position. For her to choose this place for an imperial palace, it must have some extraordinary qualities beyond merely dense spirit energy.

There were also those nine-headed birds; they seemed somewhat similar to true spirits as per legend.

While specific details couldn't be said, their presence alone was enough to prove the Spirit Wave Valley's extraordinary nature.

Could this be the legendary True Spirit Realm?

Back when he first arrived in Nael Dragon World, Yuan Yuan had been taken away by a phoenix. At that time, Lin Xuan didn’t know much about the True Spirit Realm.

But times have changed; his strength has grown significantly since then, and he had heard some secrets about true spirits.

Combining this with the current situation, the more he thought about it, the more plausible it seemed. Could the so-called Spirit Wave Valley be the True Spirit Realm of the nine-headed bird?

If that was the case, everything would make sense now.

Lin Xuan's mind raced, but his brows remained tightly furrowed.

While this explanation might hold water, it didn't help in resolving his current predicament. He had endured countless hardships to pass through the heavenly tribulation, yet he hadn’t experienced the effects of the True Spirit Cleansing technique. Whether he could successfully advance was still uncertain.

This thought left him feeling disheartened, and the gloom on his face couldn’t be lifted.

"Hey, what's that?"

As the strange bird fell to its demise, the sky cleared up. A previously unremarkable object suddenly caught Lin Xuan’s attention.

It was a flame!

A pure gold color!

Radiating an aura of beauty, it flickered and glowed intermittently.

The flame had nine layers from within outwards. Each flicker saw countless tiny talismans burst forth, forming miniature arrays that were ancient yet profound. However, they quickly dissolved like bubbles.

Indeed, the arrays vanished into nothingness, but their impression was deeply etched in Lin Xuan’s mind.

"True Spirit Flame!"

Lin Xuan exclaimed with surprise, even he couldn’t suppress his shock.

Descriptions of True Spirit Flames could be found in ancient texts. Due to their age, these texts were somewhat tattered, and the descriptions of true spirits themselves were limited. Nevertheless, they broadened Lin Xuan’s horizons significantly.

What was a true spirit? Tracing its origins, one could classify them under the beast race.

But true spirits differed from beasts in essence.

This description seemed contradictory but had reasons behind it.

True spirits were called such because they possessed the True Spirit Flame.

For instance, while phoenixes weren’t rare, there were only a few true spirits among them. The difference lay within their bodies—those with the True Spirit Flame.

A true spirit phoenix was unique; when it fell, its True Spirit Flame would return to the True Spirit Realm, waiting for the next successor.

The origin of the True Spirit Flame was shrouded in mystery. It was said to have originated from the first generation of true spirits and could pass down knowledge, memories, and a seed of power. Its benefits were numerous but unattainable by force, such as the Asura King who, despite her formidable strength, couldn’t capture it.

Thus, after his initial excitement, Lin Xuan’s face darkened.

While True Spirit Flames were invaluable, what use was seeing one without being able to take it?

He had endured countless hardships to pass through this bizarre heavenly tribulation. Now, it seemed like all that effort might have been in vain. The idea of not feeling disheartened was a lie.

Lin Xuan’s face was shrouded in gloom, but just as he pondered these thoughts, something unexpected occurred.

The nine-headed bird had been eradicated, yet the True Spirit Flame didn’t vanish; instead, it drifted towards Lin Xuan.

"What...?"

This sudden change left Lin Xuan speechless. Could this True Spirit Flame have chosen him as its successor?

Though this thought flashed through his mind, he found it absurd.

In ancient times, when the nine-headed bird fell, there were undoubtedly many other nine-headed birds in the Three Realms that weren’t true spirits. Regardless, it didn’t belong to him to inherit this flame.

But if not, what could explain the current scene?

Lin Xuan was uncertain but reminded himself: "When in Rome, do as the Romans do."

He didn’t act rashly despite his surprise. The scene before him seemed bizarre, but perhaps it was a chance encounter.

As the True Spirit Flame approached within a few feet of Lin Xuan, he felt both fear and hesitation. While the benefits of a True Spirit Flame were immense, its inherent power was formidable. At such close range, it could be perilous if it intended harm.

Suddenly, something unexpected happened.

The True Spirit Flame, originally about a foot tall, rapidly shrank before his eyes.

In just a few breaths, it had shrunk to the size of a bean.

Despite this reduction, its nine layers remained distinct. The aura emanating from its surface didn’t diminish; rather, it grew stronger than ever.

A dazzling golden light burst forth, so brilliant that it was almost indescribable.

It then flew towards Lin Xuan’s brow.

Lin Xuan didn’t move, but the thought of what might happen left him uneasy. He didn't know if the True Spirit Flame intended to choose him as its successor or harm him.

Both possibilities existed.

The former seemed far-fetched but would undoubtedly bring great benefits.

If it was the latter, he wouldn’t be able to escape unscathed; even his元婴 (immortal core) might perish here.

But Lin Xuan ultimately decided to take a chance. He was cautious by nature, but in critical moments, he never hesitated.

Puff...

In an instant, the shrunken True Spirit Flame entered Lin Xuan’s brow.

Surprisingly, despite it being flame, Lin Xuan felt a cool sensation, as if drinking ice-cold snow on a hot summer day. It left him feeling refreshed and invigorated from head to toe.

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