C590 Opening the Mind!

In the heart of the Great Swamp, shrouded in fog, stood the female general Lee Yuchan, alongside members of the Qiao family, the Dragon Servitors of Hidden Dragon Lake, and three vibrantly dressed women, all waiting in silence.

Tan Yuan emerged intermittently, guiding newcomers into the mist.

Lee Yuchan observed with intrigue as the renowned Chi Hongyi, who had once graced the Absence Relic and emerged with treasures, was welcomed by Tan Yuan's warm smile. It was a conundrum to her.

Rumors had it that Chi Hongyi, in league with Old Cash and Yellow Old Devil, had wronged her sister, Shen Feiqing. Why then would Tan Yuan, a fellow disciple of Shen Feiqing's sect, embrace such a notorious figure and usher her into the mist's enigmatic depths?

The more Lee Yuchan considered it, the more she sensed a bizarre and absurd pattern in the actions of the unseen, enigmatic power at play.

Following Chi Hongyi's entry, defectors from the Filthy Spirit Sect and renegades from the Fiend Sect also poured in, each led by Tan Yuan into the foggy expanse.

Two days passed.

Suddenly, a woman enshrouded in emerald flames, exuding an intense chill, materialized before Lee Yuchan. At her appearance, the Qiao family and the Dragon Servitors were visibly shaken.

Peering into the green inferno, unable to discern her features yet recognizing her identity, Lee Yuchan's lips parched, and he involuntarily stepped back, lost for words.

"It's her..."

The woman, once taken by Shen Feiqing from the Crack Archipelago, was all too familiar to them. They were deeply aware of the havoc she had wreaked upon Red Devilland, Cold Yin Island, and Star Moon Island. "Could she, too, have been invited here?"

As if in response, Tan Yuan reappeared, her usual smile replaced by a solemn expression. "Please, this way," she said with deference.

And just like that, the woman vanished as if she were a specter of sheer cold.

Moments later, as Tan Yuan led her to the small hill gleaming with moon-refined silver, the assembled cultivators from all corners felt a collective stir of emotion.

Many gasped for air, their anxiety palpable.

Even Chung Miao, the prodigy of the Bright Sect, felt her teeth chatter from the creeping cold, her mind reeling. "It's her!" she thought with a jolt.

Shen Feiqing, Zhao Jie, Yan Qiling, Du Jing, and the rest of the guests turned their attention in unison.

"Lim Zhuyun? Or the Devaputra?" Yan Qiling furrowed her brow.

This woman, hailing from the once-great Silvermoon Empire, had undergone a profound transformation in the depths of the Ember Waters. She had emerged a completely altered being, an enigmatic figure whom no one dared to belittle.

The brutal acts committed in the Crack Archipelago were known to all present, as were the subsequent tales of this woman's exploits.

Lim Zhuyun's merciless and decisive nature, her inhuman deeds, and the sheer terror of her power commanded respect from everyone.

"Why has she come here?"

With this question in mind, the attendees involuntarily shifted their gaze to the figure in the white robe.

"Hu!"

From within the dark green, chilly flames, a cold moon silently emerged.

"The Moon? The Moon Soul!"

Loong Yang, hovering above in the small carriage, watched the icy moon ascend and immediately formed a hypothesis.

"Moon Soul!" exclaimed Chung Miao in astonishment.

The Chopping Moon cultivator had used the Moon Soul to imprison formidable devils, treating it as a whetstone for swords, and had even transformed a small hill into the Sword Prison using the core of an extraterrestrial moon.

The figure before them, presumed to be a Devaputra in the guise of Lim Zhuyun, now wielded another Moon Soul. It was highly likely that she could aid in breaching the Sword Prison.

The host of this place must have recognized the potential in this, which is why they had Lim Zhuyun sought out and invited here.

"No, wait a moment."

The host's soothing voice emanated from the white robe aloft in the sky. "Let's not rush. We can afford to wait a bit longer. There's no harm in trying after Yu Yuan has let me down."

"Whoosh!"

The previously tranquil dark green flames suddenly intensified, the cold, ghostly fire appearing ready to burst forth.

Those nearby, standing close to the Sword Prison, altered their expressions and hastily stepped back.

Loong Yang remained in her suspended carriage, her gaze peculiar and her red lips barely parting. "He's not even human, not her true fiancé, yet he's inexplicably unsettled by the mention of this name."

Whoosh!

A burst of emerald flames shot forth just as she finished speaking.

These flames, brimming with the laws of extreme cold, carried the distinctive essence of the Nether Abyss. As they soared toward the suspended sedan, they appeared to freeze the very space around it!

Loong Yang's face showed a hint of surprise; she hadn't expected such a brazen move.

"Don't break my rules."

The master of the place, draped in a white robe, spoke softly to intervene.

The emerald flames, still en route to Loong Yang, were torn asunder by an unseen force.

With a soft 'poof,' the flames were extinguished.

The woman within the green fire glanced at the white robe before her. The icy moon that had emerged plummeted and vanished within the flames.

Afterward, there was no further movement from the woman in the fire.

...

In the Sword Prison Cave.

Yu Yuan, who had been sitting still, abruptly opened his eyes, which shone like brilliant stars.

"I've done it!"

Chen Qingyan was the first to shout with joy, "The dantian is open, and the Consciousness Little World has been created. Being able to perceive the three souls of heaven, earth, and self signifies a minor achievement in the Great Dao!"

The opening of the dantian signified reaching the Penetrating Stage, indicating that the upper, middle, and lower dantians of the body were now unobstructed.

At the Penetrating Stage, one's spiritual awareness becomes focused, allowing an inward gaze upon oneself and an outward view of the universe, revealing the depth of this realm.

Spiritual awareness, like an unseen eye, captures the wandering Yin Gods, perceives targeted soul attacks, and can even faintly discern shape-shifting demons.

The Penetrating Stage marks a significant milestone for cultivators.

Those who enter this stage can truly appreciate the intricacies of spiritual energy, vital essence, and spiritual awareness. The interplay between them can unleash formidable power.

"Kid! You owe me your thanks. It was my rigorous training that gave you a helping hand," Zhongli boomed with laughter. "With your Niwan acupoint open, take a good look at yourself, at your three souls of heaven, earth, and self! Still, I maintain that you should continue to refine your body. You've blazed your own trail, showing that you don't need to devote all your efforts to soul cultivation to reach the pinnacle!"

"Yu Yuan, how are you feeling?" inquired Chen Qingyan.

Both turned their attention toward him.

Yu Yuan's eyes snapped open, shining with clarity, yet his spirit seemed to drift uncertainly.

His thoughts converged on the Niwan acupoint.

A misty apparition hovered silently within his Consciousness Little World.

This ethereal figure was the result of the overlapping of the three souls—those of heaven, earth, and humanity, merged into one.

With his mind's eye, he observed the misty apparition, recalling the colossal soul shadow he had encountered in the Asura's Eye within the Dark Domain.

To his astonishment, he discovered that upon the opening of his Consciousness Little World, the overlapping of his three souls—the misty apparition—appeared identical to the giant soul shadow that Yu Zhu had later revealed to him.

"Why is this happening?"

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