With his current Divine Soul Power and the aid of the Fallen Soul Treasure Mirror, Zheng Yi was not without gains. He was familiarizing himself with the transformation into the Divine Soul Puppet, slowly mastering the cultivation secret technique of Spiritual Telekinesis, and as the deepening process continued, he gradually began to awaken the essence within the colossal bones.
Fortunately, in this small space, aside from Zheng Yi, all other outsiders were already dead, allowing him to concentrate here. Bit by bit, with relentless perseverance, he honed his spirit, focusing entirely on leaving his Spiritual Imprint on the essence within the giant skull.
As the saying goes, if one works at it hard enough, one can grind an iron rod into a needle.
Zheng Yi felt there was great potential in this endeavor, which made him even more earnest, setting his mind entirely at ease as he focused intently on refining the colossal bones.
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Ti flew by, and several months passed in the blink of an eye.
Zheng Yi’s refining process also reached its final stage.
In a space invisible to the naked eye, one could clearly sense the colossal skull’s surface enveloped in a layer of Divine Soul Power.
Therein, the essence of Zheng Yi’s consciousness continually pressed inward, the apparent flow of Divine Soul Power circulating within its structure.
Clearly, Zheng Yi’s revival and impact on the giant skull had reached the most critical mont.
Now, he could not afford any distractions.
He had to remain utterly focused.
He even put aside all other tasks, dedicating himself completely to this one pursuit.
"Unite!"
As the entire colossal skull beca entirely enveloped by the Divine Soul, akin to an invisible film fully covering it, Zheng Yi suddenly opened his eyes, a sharp gleam in their depths, and his hands suddenly perford a complex Finger Technique Seal.
Suddenly, the massive skull beneath his feet began to tremble, the earth beneath quaking like a giant dragon turning over, as if a Level 9 earthquake had struck.
And amidst the violent shaking, the entire space beca unstable, a frenzy of rumblings erupted, as though an invisible giant hand had extracted the skull from beneath the ground and lifted it, defying gravity, to float gently upward.
This ti, it seed the essence of the colossal skull also ’awoke’ under Zheng Yi’s long-term Spiritual Resonance Imprint, leaving an imprint of his consciousness, a formless ancient aura suddenly surged from within the giant skull.
This suddenly descending aura was faint yet exceptionally ancient and desolate, like a supre bloodline pressure. With just a trace, it chilled Zheng Yi’s blood.
It made Zheng Yi involuntarily look up, his pupils slightly dilated, gazing into the distant space.
He seed to see through the ages, peering into the river of ti.
He beheld an imnse shadow stepping out from a boundless end. It was a terrifying creature resembling a god and demon, tearing through the earth, erging from the Earth’s deepest core. It roared toward the sky, ripping through the universe, its boundless form like a drifting cloud, nearly covering the entire sky.
It was like a towering mountain rising, the shadow it cast downward conveying an unbearable sense of oppression.
An indescribable sense of terror surged in from the boundless sky, feeling like doomsday for ordinary beings and cultivators alike, as if an unstoppable dread was about to descend.
A feeling of impending world destruction involuntarily welled up in Zheng Yi’s heart.
However, that sky-covering shadow, like drifting clouds, vanished into thin air amid changing light and shadow.
It seed the previous scene had only been an illusion triggered by the awakening of the giant skull’s essence.
He sensed that what he had witnessed was not real.
"Was that the true form of this giant humanoid skull in the past?"
"It seed to originate from the distant Barbaric Wilderness era..."
"Like a god, like a demon, truly a terrifying being...!"
Even with Zheng Yi’s firm ntal fortitude, he was deeply shaken at this mont, an overwhelming impression not from willpower but from ancient bloodline pressure, an instinct inherent in every being’s blood and genes.
Even though he was now a cultivator, one foot ntally stepped into Core Formation, confronting the earlier scene, an imnse sense of helplessness surged within him.
Saying goes, beneath Core Formation, all are ants.
From this point on, a re step would mark two different species.
The cultivator defies the heavens yet appears imnsely powerful.
Yet, in the face of those ancient beings from the Barbaric Wilderness, they are no different from ordinary mortals.
The world’s secrets are manifold, and Zheng Yi deeply felt that what he could see was only a leaf obscuring his vision, akin to observing the sky from the bottom of a well.
If not more, should that terrifying entity, whose re shadow subdued all, truly descend, it wouldn’t take more than a flip of its hand to easily suppress a Core Formation Zhenren.
Compared to that dreadful shadow, a Golden Core Zhenren was akin to an ant.
After experiencing the terrifying event from before, Zheng Yi took a deep breath, relaxing his mind, dispelling all accumulated fear.
Moreover, deep within Zheng Yi’s heart, his anticipation for the skull left by this giant humanoid creature grew more intense.
Even a re lingering shadow left him inescapably awestruck; evidently, this skull was the most precious treasure that the Divine Thought Patriarch left behind.
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Almost at the instant the shadow disappeared, the colossal skull refined by imnse Soul Power suddenly erupted with dazzling brilliance.
The enormous skull suspended like an Empty Mountain above Zheng Yi’s head, blazing like fire, casting shimring lights that turned this small space into bright hues.
The Secret Realm, which once lingered upon the abyss, shrouded in heavy darkness.
And now, the eruption of light illuminated this world with brilliant brightness.
Bathed in the radiant glow, one could clearly see the colossal skull shrinking little by little under the infusion of surging soul power.
This process was not excessively rapid, not due to Zheng Yi’s own prowess, nor could he refine such a powerful relic of a living being; he rely awakened the skull’s essence, revealing so of its functions.
The mountain-like skull swiftly altered toward a smaller form under the ever-brightening glow.
In cultivation, ti flies like white horses passing by!
After another three months, Zheng Yi finally succeeded in completely refining what was known as the skull of the ancient being from the Divine Extre Hall.
Ultimately, what remained before Zheng Yi was sothing akin to a bead, the massive mountain-like humanoid skull reduced to no larger than a thumb-sized figure, with empty eye sockets, jaws, and teeth, entirely white, floating before him.
This was the final form exhibited after the complete awakening of the Divine Extre Hall’s essence.
Gazing at the pigeon egg-sized skull before him, Zheng Yi hadn’t yet closely examined it when the skull-like treasure bead transford into a stream of light, piercing Zheng Yi’s forehead, rapidly entering his sea of consciousness.
Boom!
The seemingly small white skeletal bead descended upon Zheng Yi’s sea of consciousness, triggering massive upheavals within his Divine Soul Space.
The white skeletal bead hovered quietly, enveloped by an ancient mysterious aura, directly causing a transformation of color within his sea of consciousness, as an intruding outsider’s mountain, bringing unimaginable force.
Unreserved, a terrifying force poured down from the sky.
Zheng Yi’s expression changed, his eyebrows slightly tilted, revealing a tinge of pain, while two streams of crimson tears flowed from his eyes.
The brilliant light illuminated the depths of his pupils, making them resemble silver white, with innurable silver threads swirling and appearing, representing Spiritual Power pushed to its extre.
In that mont, he almost couldn’t hold on.
Zheng Yi only felt that his originally calm and vast sea of consciousness was suddenly shaken like a violent earthquake, surging with tremors.
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