Fu Yang’s expression gradually shifted from confusion to surprise, then beca sowhat fearful.
Slowly, his body began to tremble slightly, and his expression showed a hint of pain.
The body, sitting cross-legged, began to spontaneously emit dense waves of spiritual power, with a struggle evident in his brows.
Within the grass hut surrounding his body, so bamboo stools and desks were affected by the spiritual power emanating from him, shaking violently and slowly floating into the air.
The spiritual power fluctuations on Fu Yang’s body beca increasingly intense, with faint traces of cold, black Qi wandering around him.
"Open!"
"Break open quickly!"
Fu Yang, trembling violently, scread in his heart, wanting to break free from the strange force trapping his divine spirit.
However, he had already done everything he could at his half-step Golden Core Realm cultivation, but in that dark abyss imprisoning his divine spirit, strange forces surged like waves, drowning him in overwhelming helplessness.
Despair surfaced in his heart, and Fu Yang now deeply regretted it.
All his life, he prided himself on being steeped in the Dao of arrays, having even studied the legendary Void Combination Corridor Array laid down by Great Prosperity True Monarch in his earlier years and gaining so insights.
He even thought that if it weren’t for the attack from the Lord of Fushan’s Wushi Puppet’s group, given a hundred more years, he would surely be able to see through six or seven layers of the Void Combination Corridor Array.
Thus, upon discovering the changes in Laishui River related to the entire Yangnao and Southern Border, he had no reservations and plunged in, seeking to understand this thod of change capable of influencing the destiny of a realm.
The Dao of arrays aims to perceive the most subtle changes in the world’s great forces, to comprehend the pattern of these changes, and incorporate it into one’s own arrays.
For cultivators, wanting to more clearly and directly sense changes in the world’s great forces, allowing their divine spirit to detach from the shackles of the flesh, is undoubtedly the best way.
Fu Yang ventured this ti, using a secret skill to let most of his divine spirit detach from his body, slowly infiltrating the distant Laishui River.
This action, however, trapped him in his current state of despair.
Most of his divine spirit was drawn into an endless dark abyss, where the extrely yin and cold terrifying forces continuously eroded his divine spirit.
He had been struggling for months, and the power from the dark abyss even began gradually invading his body along the link between his divine spirit and his body.
Bang!
As the extrely yin and cold Qi emanated more and more from Fu Yang’s body, those bamboo stools and desks suspended in mid-air in the grass hut were covered with a thin layer of frost, then completely frozen and shattered!
The grass hut, which had sheltered him for so long, was shattered by the powerful spiritual power mixed with extre cold Qi, turning into a sky full of wood chips and thatch scattered in all directions.
As the dust settled, Fu Yang, dressed in a gray-white robe, was completely encased in purple-black ice crystals, and the nearby vegetation was also affected by this chill, frost forming on the branches and leaves.
The vitality inside Fu Yang was weakening, and his divine spirit fluctuations beca almost undetectable.
...
In the Black Water Pavilion of Yunshui City.
In the dim light, Shen Yuan, dressed in a navy long robe, with graying hair, sat on a cushion, looking like a lifelike wood carving.
His right hand held a black stone emitting a faint glow, hovering above the chessboard, his eyes fixed on the ten or so black and white pieces in front of him.
Phosphorescent lines flowed along the intersecting lines of the chessboard.
The chess pieces all exuded a strange luster.
This was naturally the scene Shen Yuan saw in his eyes.
The chessboard was just an ordinary chessboard, and the pieces were made of common jade.
The navy robe on him trembled slightly, with the mysterious and profound Power of Great Derivation perating his body.
Pat!
The sound of a chess piece falling suddenly broke the silence.
A weak force of countershock made his body tremble slightly, and his face turned sowhat pale.
"Sigh!"
Looking at that black piece that fell on the chessboard, Shen Yuan took a heavy breath and stood up from the cushion.
He walked with his hands behind his back to a window on the second floor, gazing at the shimring surface of the water in the distance, his expression deep and grave.
After pondering quietly for a long ti, he stepped slowly from the second floor, and as he reached the first floor of the Black Water Pavilion, he suddenly saw Shen Li ditating in a corner.
Hearing the movent, Shen Li slowly opened her eyes.
"Grandfather."
Shen Yuan nodded with a smile, then sat in front of her.
"How has your cultivation been lately?"
"About to break through to fetal breathing, isn’t it?"
Shen Li hesitated for a mont and nodded, "It will take so more ti, but Li’Er doesn’t need innate spiritual Qi to break through to fetal breathing."
This was another advantage of her Gu Spirit Sacred Body.
"Li’Er has a question in her heart and wants Grandfather to help solve it." Shen Li spoke after so contemplation.
"Go ahead." Shen Yuan got up, fetched a teapot, and poured them both so tea.
After contemplating for a mont, Shen Li looked up and asked, "Grandfather, do you rember when you first t Elder Xu?"
Upon hearing this, Shen Yuan’s actions paused, and he slightly turned his head, "Xu Xiu?"
Shen Li nodded.
Having poured two cups of tea, Shen Yuan sat back in front of her.
Holding a cup of tea in his hands, he gazed at the outside of the Black Water Pavilion, his eyes filled with a sense of reminiscence.
"It’s been nearly a hundred years since I first t that old fellow."
"Back then, our Shen Family was just ordinary farrs."
"Grandfather worked hard day and night, farming and fishing, to let your father and uncle live well."
"I first t Xu Xiu at this Black Water Pool."
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