Chapter 720: Chapter 378: A Miracle That Should Not Exist (Part 2)
The battle of Earth Immortals erupts!
Mushroom People are exploding and shattering endlessly, but the entire Earth City is also in turmoil, as if it could collapse at any mont.
Qin Ming discovered that the Divine Spores in the world were more intense than ever before.
He hid near the Heaven Suppressing Divine Pillars, separated by layers of mountain ranges. Although he couldn’t see what was happening in front of Earth City, he knew the decisive battle had broken out.
“Transform spores into dicine, I refine, refine, refine!”
Before him stood a Furnace of Eight Trigrams, ancient yet real, its mouth wildly inhaling the densely packed Divine Spores from the night sky into the furnace body.
This was the manifestation of one of the three hardest True Scriptures he comprehended on the Immortal Road, the “Four leaf Jade Book”.
Qin Ming knew he had little ti to refine the Divine Spores into dicine here. He needed to hurry and refine more furnaces.
In an instant, the fragrance of the dicine in the furnace burst forth. When he opened the furnace, a pool of liquid emanated a rich aroma, colorful and with deadly allure.
He raised the furnace body, transford by Heavenly Light, and poured it into his mouth with boldness, drinking it all in one go.
Instantly, Qin Ming “cracked,” his body covered in blood marks. This furnace of dicine was indeed deadly, sothing ordinary people could not handle.
Because this was not treasure dicine.
Even without refining, Divine Spores were deadly, let alone collecting the Essence and refining its Origin, which was even more lethal.
Even though Qin Ming had recently adapted, he was about to disintegrate at this mont.
Moreover, layers of Illusion Realms were about to manifest.
“Refine my true body with fierce dicine,” Qin Ming used this to refine his body while also conducting a Trial, exploring the limits of Silk Scripture.
He was well aware of the power of this scripture, but it was also very deadly. In the late stage, the body could easily explode; the more Scripture aning integrated, the stronger it beca, but the more dangerous it was.
He had disintegrated before, ultimately correcting this thod using the “Life Changing Scripture.”
Now, he had reached the Third Realm and had not experienced the desperate situation of impending collapse. At this mont, he wanted to try it.
The Divine Spores had corroded Immortal Seeds like Tang Xumi, reducing them to fragnts, illustrating its destructive power.
Now, Qin Ming actively increased the stakes. After refining it into fierce dicine, the Silk Scripture fused various Scripture anings, operating wildly to test its limit under pressure!
“I see a flaw in the light, improvents can be made!”
Qin Ming was invaded by the Void Realm and overnourished by the spore “Divine dicine,” making him feel slightly drunk and floaty, yet also in imnse pain, truly breaking apart.
Even his consciousness, rged with Heavenly Light, was disintegrating.
Of course, he wouldn’t actively “seek death,” everything must be in moderation.
Monts later, the intense effects of the dicine passed, and he sat in the Furnace of Eight Trigrams, not so much refining himself as nurturing himself.
“Others comprehend the Four leaf Jade Book to refine Heart dicine, but I am refining Body dicine. It’s alright, step by step,” Qin Ming was well aware of where his roots lay. The Silk Scripture was his most important cultivation system!
After his injuries fully healed, he once again guided the spores in the enchanting night, innurable glowing particles surged into the Furnace of Eight Trigrams.
anwhile, Qin Ming was fine-tuning the Silk Scripture. After amplifying that flaw in the light, he found the deficiencies.
Soon after, the Furnace of Eight Trigrams, manifested from the Four leaf Jade Book, once again emitted a rich and fragrant dicinal aroma.
“Another furnace to drink!”
After the furnace lid opened, the colorful liquid was entirely absorbed as he opened his mouth, like boiling five-colored lava, it scalded his flesh till smoke almost rose, causing alarming destruction.
Soon enough, Qin Ming cracked again.
The Silk Scripture operated madly, still under extre pressure, repeatedly exploring where the end lay.
He had high demands on himself because he planned to integrate many True Scriptures in the future. If he didn’t find the flaws now and cut off hidden dangers, it would be perilous later.
Qin Ming saw those centipede-like wounds on the Past Tathagata’s body. The other was very strong, but he definitely exploded before; so wounds couldn’t be healed by himself and needed dragon tendon, Immortal Tendon, and the like for stitching.
Qin Ming did not wish to one day be forced to stitch himself up.
In fact, if it ca to that, he would rather not practice Silk Scripture, because using this thod to heal suggests that this path has reached its end, and there is an upper limit to integrating True Scriptures.
Unknown to him, far away in Pu Gong, why that living Saint of the world had not exploded and even seemingly broke through to the Seventh Realm. According to the unmatched battle power of this thod, he might be able to overlook the Earth Immortal Domain!
Qin Ming shone the divine light of his consciousness back upon himself, inspecting the “flaws” within the Silk Scripture.
“Five furnaces of dicine are not enough, another ten to drink.”
He used this place to refine treasure dicine, tearing his form apart to hone himself, perfecting the Silk Scripture.
Qin Ming found several flaws in total and readjusted his most important Scripture Technique.
In the end, he found he indeed could not find any flaws.
His rigorousness to the extent of making himself crack apart was all to completely eliminate future hidden troubles. What he sought was “no limits”!
In his view, the Silk Scripture of Pu Gong’s lineage was like dancing with shackles, having a limit. The ghastly scars of the Past Tathagata were the most direct manifestation.
Even if he couldn’t point out flaws in the divine light and saw no defects, Qin Ming still did not stop, continuing to refine spore dicine. The benefits seed limited, constantly making himself crack, almost like self-abuse, inflicting torture upon himself.
His consciousness rged with Heavenly Light, being consistently compressed, transford into a splendid Golden Core, like a Proud Sun, condensed to the extre, then exploded again.
Qin Ming refined his true body, his consciousness, his Heavenly Light, and his True Scriptures, paving the way for the future.
Ultimately, his spirit was full, his body flawless, his form and spirit seamlessly unified. For a mont, he seed to hear the sound of order chains snapping.
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