C36 Breakout of Conception

Swallow City was bustling with activity, but the few large courtyards were extremely quiet. These few locations naturally included the mansions of the two commanders on the left and right, as well as the mansion of the City Lord, the true controller of this place.

When a person passed by these places, they would consciously tread lightly and would not speak loudly. The mere sight of the awe-inspiring plaque would cause people to feel endless reverence for it.

The City Lord's Mansion took up a huge amount of land, almost occupying a tenth of the entire Yan City. Of course, this was also because the most elite guards of the Yan City were stationed in the City Lord's Mansion. Such a huge city lord's mansion actually had a forbidden zone. Unless there were a few special people, anyone who dared to barge in would be killed on the spot.

In this forbidden area, there was the location of the family members and a few special quiet rooms. Zuo Feng was currently lying quietly in a quiet room in this forbidden area. The meditation room was made of heavy steel and materials used to repair the city walls. The walls and roofs were especially inlaid with rare "magnetite stones".

Magnetic Spirit Stones were also known as magnets. It was a type of ore produced by some special mountain ranges on the continent. This type of magnet was extremely expensive and extremely heavy, making it difficult to transport. However, this magnetic spirit stone had a special effect. This was the ability of gathering the surrounding spiritual energy that every martial artist yearned for in their dreams.

If one were to cultivate near a magnetic spirit stone, one would be able to achieve twice the results with half the effort. At the same time, this kind of magnetic spirit stone also had the effect of isolating spiritual waves, and it also had a very strong shielding effect against mental waves. At the same time, this type of magnetic spirit stone also had the effect of isolating mental waves, and it had a very strong shielding effect against mental waves,

Zuo Feng's original appearance could no longer be seen on the stone platform, his whole body bulging like a balloon filled with air. Even so, for Zuo Feng, this was a true opportunity. This was because the huge pressure was slowly squeezing the impurities out of his body.

The human body could be said to be the purest at birth, but at the same time, it was also the weakest. As he grew older, his body began to grow stronger bit by bit through methods like the body tempering technique. But at the same time, because the mixed spiritual energy and energy was slowly absorbed by his body, it eventually settled on every part of him.

When a person was strengthening themselves, they would inevitably have their body be filled with impurities. This was the inevitable price each martial artist had to pay for strengthening themselves.

On this continent, there were many cultivation techniques and body tempering techniques that expelled a portion of the impurities from one's body through one's own cultivation techniques. Of course, most of the impurities had already become a part of the body, so it was impossible to exclude them from the body. The amount that could be expelled was only a fraction of what it was. But, even this tiny fraction was extremely difficult for an ordinary martial artist. They might even have to take a great risk.

Zuo Feng was in a coma at the moment, and he could no longer feel the scraping pain in every part of his body. Otherwise, it would be difficult for him to survive even if he was as tenacious as he was. The silver-white energy slowly squeezed out all the impurities from his meridians out, and then it started another round of compressing his bones.

After the impurities in his bones were also squeezed out, they continued to be squeezed out along with the impurities in his muscles, blood vessels, and organs. The pressure caused Zuo Feng's body to expand a few times.

If someone on the side saw this, they would be shocked to discover that Zuo Feng was bleeding from all seven orifices, and even from all the pores around his body, dark blood could be seen. The blood was dark red in color, not red in color, and there seemed to be a thick, paste like solid flowing out of the blood along with it.

On closer look, there was a hint of grey mixed in. At the same time, there was a spicy and stinky smell in the air. Just a whiff of it was enough to make one's face tear up.

This black blood was the impurities contained in the left wind meridian, bone, muscles, blood vessels and internal organs. It was almost completely removed in one go. If such a change was seen by some of the top experts, they would probably be jealous to the point of wanting to die. This could be said to be the dream of all martial artists to diligently work their entire lives out. But, this dying youth had just muddleheadedly realized this dream.

Although Zuo Feng had experienced Thunder Body Tempering once before, that time only caused his physique to be slightly better than that of an ordinary martial artist. But this time, after expelling the impurities, his physique had finally evolved to become that of a near perfect existence. The physique that Zuo Feng possessed could not be said to be the last, but it was definitely unprecedented.

After the impurities left his body, Zuo Feng's body began to slowly shrink back to its original size. At this moment, all the spirit energy contained in the quiet room began to gather around Zuo Feng's body. Almost in an instant, Zuo Feng's body let out a muffled sound and his cultivation broke through.

After Zuo Feng broke through to body strengthening stage level 7, the changes did not stop, but instead, he continued to absorb the surrounding spiritual energy. Once again, his cultivation broke through to the eighth level of the Body Strengthening Stage. A body strengthening stage level eight martial artist who was not even fourteen years old, this was enough for some super powers to go all out to win him over.

In the dark quiet room, the horrible smell was coming out from the tiny pores and started to seep into the room. Fortunately, the place was a forbidden zone and no one would come here due to Anya's instructions. Even though there was such a strange stench lingering around the chamber, no one knew what had happened.

Zuo Feng was lying quietly on the stone platform. He could not feel the changes in his body at all. After the strange energy had finished reforming his body, it expelled the impurities from his body. Looking from the outside, the silvery white energy did not seem to weaken at all. Instead, it looked even more resplendent and rich.

The mysterious energy slowly began to shrink around Zuo Feng's head after making some movements. During this process, there were no other special changes to Zuo Feng's body. The silver-white energy finally stopped at the top of Zuo Feng's head, and completely fused into it.

At this moment, in Zuo Feng's Sea of Consciousness, it was like the pitch-black night sky, without the slightest fluctuation of consciousness. In the next moment, the surrounding pitch-black world suddenly turned ash-gray. An energy that was like a dense fog covered the entire Sea of Consciousness. At this time, the Sea of Consciousness was like a special world. Occasionally, there would be traces of silver light flashing through this space.

When the sliver of white light passed through the outermost layer of the Sea of Consciousness, tiny, dust-like particles shot out from the outside walls of the Sea of Consciousness. This dust-like transparent particle was also enveloped by a layer of a light, grayish-white color. If one were to look carefully, they would realize that the tiny particle was actually wrapped in a mysterious energy.

As the silver-white light passed more and more places, more and more tiny transparent particles appeared in the Sea of Consciousness. These tiny particles didn't drift about aimlessly, but moved towards the center at a slow speed. As they gradually moved closer, some of the particles would come into contact with others unintentionally.

The moment the two tiny transparent particles touched each other, they quickly fused together like two droplets of water. This fusion seemed to take place slowly, but it continued to take place in the Sea of Consciousness. As time slowly passed, the tiny particles in his sea of consciousness also finally fused together.

If one looked carefully, they would see that it was Zuo Feng's last remaining strand of consciousness. However, it was no longer the pure body of consciousness like before. Instead, it had turned into a transparent spiritual energy with a hint of grey light.

The moment this energy appeared, Zuo Feng's eyelids trembled. It was as if a person who had been unconscious for a long time was about to wake up, but in the end, he couldn't open his eyes.

When this energy was produced, Zuo Feng's consciousness also showed signs of recovery. Zuo Feng's consciousness was very blurry, just like it had been when he first arrived in this world. It was as if he was still wandering in a dream-like trance, but also as if reality and dreams had started to coalesce at this moment. He did not know why he was like this, and his memories were muddled, unable to get a clue.

His intuition told Zuo Feng that he could not force his way out of the current situation. If he forced his way out of the current situation, even if he regained consciousness, he might end up suffering for the rest of his life. Zuo Feng himself did not know what this problem was at all. This feeling was similar to the presence of warning, causing Zuo Feng to not dare to step onto the non-existent guard line. Thus, he could only allow this state to develop freely.

Zuo Feng's feeling was not wrong. If he forcefully withdrew from this state now, his consciousness that had just recovered would probably be seriously injured even if it did not disappear immediately. The consequences would not be too far off if he did not become an idiot.

When Zuo Feng had completely lost control of his consciousness, in a pavilion a few hundred feet away from the quiet room, an old man in a white robe was lightly sighing towards the night sky. This old man was the uncle in charge of dealing with Steward Wang during the day, and Uncle Tian was still blaming himself deeply for not saving the young man named Zuo Feng earlier.

After seeing the young man's cultivation and talent, Uncle Tian also felt a love for this talent in his heart. If he could recruit someone under the city lord's command, it would be of great help to the city lord's future development.

However, because of his momentary stupor, he was able to make this great man become the living corpse he was now. He felt both sorry for Zuo Feng and a little unwilling. Therefore, he had almost used eighty percent of his strength when he had attacked in a fit of rage. This was something that normally would not happen to the normally calm and composed Uncle Tian.

Uncle Tian sighed again. He lifted the cup of wine on the stone table in front of him and was about to drink it all in one gulp, but he suddenly froze in place. Because of how hard he raised the cup, the wine spilled out from the cup and covered the old man's body.

The wine stained the old man's snow-white robes with a large amount of wine. However, he suddenly turned his head away as if he did not notice it. This was because he felt a slight fluctuation just now, and it was also in the instant that the consciousness dissipated from Zuo Feng's sea of consciousness recondensed.

This minute fluctuation was very hard for others to detect, but Uncle Tian was only a few dozen feet away from the quiet rooms. Even though it was only for a split-second, the fluctuation was still unable to escape Uncle Tian's sharp senses.