The Fallen Soul Treasure Mirror descended upon the Purple Mansion, hanging high and mighty, resembling a blue sun slowly rising on the horizon within the Sea of Consciousness.
The vaguely swirling mirror surface was entwined with Yin Yang Qi and at that mont connected to Zheng Yi’s Divine Soul Power, absorbing an endless stream of Divine Soul Power, as if it touched so origin, reflecting brilliant blue light from its immaculate surface.
Imdiately, radiant light filled the sky.
"Buzz..."
At this mont, it felt like the creation of heaven and earth, as a unique sound of the Great Dao erged from the chaotic Sea of Consciousness, akin to Pangu wielding a giant axe, cleaving open the vast shell of chaos, clearing the jade-like cosmos, splitting chaos in two.
Clear Qi rose while turbid Qi sank.
In between, Profound Yellow was born.
Within the Incense Fire Dharma Realm, Zheng Yi sat calmly at the confluence of limitless belief, cross-legged, intensely enveloped by belief power, making his figure reflect within the vastness of the Dharma Realm, appearing akin to a god or demon.
He had his eyes closed, enveloped in a mysterious Chaos Realm, his consciousness sinking into an indescribably wondrous state.
With the sound of the Great Dao ringing in his mind, the Fallen Soul Divine Light from the Fallen Soul Treasure Mirror swept across the Sea of Consciousness, akin to the creation of heaven and earth, stirring up towering waves.
His face was as still as a deep well, but his eyelids tremored slightly, as if awakened by the morning bell or evening drum, causing his consciousness to bloom with infinite dazzling white light.
"So that’s it!"
"To think it’s like this..."
Zheng Yi laughed heartily, suddenly opened his eyes, seeming to see through all things in the world, entering a profound state of enlightennt.
Fallen Soul Treasure Mirror upon the Purple Mansion, the first thought of creation.
This was the true inheritance of the Divine Thought Ancestor!
This was the genuine wonder of Divine Sense.
An alternative secret technique for constructing a world of consciousness, distinct from ordinary cultivation techniques.
Due to mastering this intricacy, the Divine Thought Ancestor, with re power of thought, as a simple Loose Cultivator, stirred turmoil in the Three Desolate Mountain Realm, slaughtered countless sects, and even confronted top sects like the Taiyin Profound Celestial Sect.
One against three.
Extre one-for-one, dragging a Golden Core Zhenren to die alongside, their path extinguished with their demise.
Throughout history, sages remained lonely, leaving behind only the na of Divine Thought.
From the mont Zheng Yi and his group stepped into the Small Space, upon first sight of the plaque of Divine Extre Hall, the three characters embodying the spiritual will of the Divine Thought Ancestor had already conveyed the essence of this technique to them.
This was the reason behind the Divine Thought Ancestor, and the origin of the "Divine Thought" na itself.
At this mont, realization dawned upon Zheng Yi.
For a millennium since the Divine Thought Ancestor, besides him, utilizing the amplification of the Fallen Soul Treasure Mirror and the operational effects of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths Divine Thought Celestial Strike Technique, Zheng Yi beca the second cultivator to comprehend the intricacies of this technique.
And after many years, with the profound foundation accumulated through the crafting of his Divine Soul, now fully erupted, while the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths Divine Thought Celestial Strike Technique and Fallen Soul Treasure Mirror served as the key to unlocking this deep accumulation.
Utter transformation, quantitative change induced qualitative change.
Such unfathomable transformation, beyond the common sense of the cultivation realm, was a peculiar encounter or opportunity.
Not to ntion ordinary cultivators, even the Divine Thought Ancestor, who left this item a thousand years ago, might not have imagined that one day, after a thousand years, a successor would so profoundly inherit his essence.
It relied not only on Zheng Yi’s personal Dao foundation and accumulation, but also significantly on the Wisdom Aura of the Incense Fire Dharma Realm, and the super-circulating Super Brain Main God running continuously.
The three constructs ford a unity, thereby creating this present miracle.
Just like a small world undergoing a great explosion, in Zheng Yi’s Sea of Consciousness, deep in his mind, a marvelous evolution occurred, beyond words, interpretation, or replication.
Strands of blue radiance were continuously released, rging the light of the Purple Mansion with the Fallen Soul Treasure Mirror above the sky.
Endless blue tides pierced the void like swords, penetrating the chaotic space, progressively expanding the patches of unexplored void around the Sea of Consciousness outward.
In the once tranquil Sea of Consciousness, surging blue light ceaselessly radiated outward, weaving cold brilliance that intertwined, a flood-like mysterious force that enveloped the space, churning the entire Sea of Consciousness dramatically.
It must be said, the energy contained within the Fallen Soul Treasure Mirror was imnsely vast, truly an Origin Treasure of Divine Soul.
Distinct from other magical treasures.
For ordinary cultivators, even Core Formation Stage cultivators, judging solely by power, it might not surpass so precious artifact embryos.
But in the hands of soone with a Divine Soul advantage, skilled in consciousness origin cultivation, its power and effect rival that of the Sect’s Treasure of so great sects.
Moreover, it held even more significant importance for Zheng Yi.
Utilizing the Fallen Soul Treasure Realm, his Divine Soul began passing through its most perilous dispersal phase, triggering quantitative change, resulting in incrental soaring growth.
This item deservedly was once the most crucial core inheritance treasure of the Divine Thought Ancestor.
Far surpassing the Five Fire Stone Banner and the Dragon Slayer Silver Horn, this pair of items in significance.
The shocks from energy waves began spreading, releasing imnse airwaves, terrifying surges like a storm, incessantly impacting the chaos edges.
That intangible spiritual power started gathering, tearing through the primordial darkness, battering the barrier of consciousness origin, continuously expanding the Sea of Consciousness space.
Zheng Yi at this mont closed his eyes tightly, seated in the void, behind him gathered a vast sun, the condensation of limitless belief power, which began consuming intensely, generating an invisible drive, urging the Super Brain Main God into frantic computation.
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