Seeing the two phantom divine statues, Ling Xiao was reminded of the ancient records he once read—
Before heaven and earth were divided, all was one; when the two principles first separated, yin and yang were established, hence pure energy rose to beco the heaven of yang, and turbid energy descended to beco the earth of yin.
The heaven of yang was inherited by the Five Great Ones, the five positions of heaven, upon which the sun and moon were established, accompanied by the mysterious celestial phenona.
The earth of yin was supported by the Five Yellows, the five elents combined, bearing rivers, seas, mountains, forests, and dwellings. Thus, it is said heaven is yang, earth is yin, the Imperial Heaven and Post-Earth.
Without a doubt, one of these divine statues, full of dominance, is the Imperial Heaven, also known as Heavenly Lord.
The other, elegant and noble, is Post Earth, also known as Earth Mother.
Hence the differentiation of yin and yang.
The core of Ling Xiao’s cultivation of the Body of the Mystic Realm is the Heavenly Empress Cells; the more of these cells, the stronger his Body of the Mystic Realm becos.
The things he obtained in the Secret Realm of Changle Immortal Island in the past may not have been everything, perhaps only a glimpse.
Compared to the Crimson Sun Sword Art, to be honest, Ling Xiao values the Body of the Mystic Realm more.
The reasoning is simple, the Crimson Sun Sword Art is just a sword technique, a thod for defeating enemies.
Its absence would not have a major impact, its presence rely adds another ans of attack.
But the Body of the Mystic Realm is different; once it becos stronger, the inherent strength benefits accompany one for life.
Therefore, choosing to comprehend the Imperial Heaven Earth Power inside this underground palace is more urgent than unsealing the sword technique.
After all, he only has two shichen left, so he must use every minute in the most crucial place.
After Ling Xiao and Zhu Shao Cong entered the underground palace, the Princess Consort led Tianai Ba Tu, Shangguan Qing Er, and other martial artists of the Tianhai Empire to the entrance of the underground palace.
"Princess Consort, is this the underground palace you ntioned? It seems soone has already gone inside."
Tianai Ba Tu looked at the light mbrane appearing on the underground palace and spoke softly.
"Impossible, I just repelled Zhu Shao Cong, who attempted to enter this underground palace, but was directly blasted out by a terrifying force. You know that my cultivation level is at the second level of the Heavenly Man Realm."
The Princess Consort shook her head, unable to believe that soone had entered the underground palace while she was away.
Yet the appearance of the light mbrane proved it, even if she was unwilling to believe it.
"Very well, let , the Crown Prince, take a look inside."
Tianai Ba Tu was also very interested in what kind of underground palace it was that could stop the Princess Consort.
However, the mont he penetrated the light mbrane, that powerful force struck again.
He held on for just a mont before being forcefully expelled, his expression quite unpleasant.
"I understand now, only a destined person can obtain it; it seems the one inside is a destined person."
Tianai Ba Tu, despite being overbearing, was not a fool; with a little thought, he grasped the reason.
"Princess Consort, let’s not waste ti here, let’s look elsewhere, there might be places with inheritances suitable for us."
Tianai Ba Tu, seeing that the place was inaccessible, decided to leave, not wanting to waste ti on aningless matters.
"Alright, but we should leave soone here to keep watch; if the person inside cos out, we must not let him leave."
The Princess Consort gritted her teeth and said.
"Wind Devil Sacred Sword, you stay here with so people; anyway, you’ve obtained more than enough to comprehend, any more and you won’t be able to digest it, so just stay here to cultivate."
Tianai Ba Tu glanced indifferently at Wind Devil Sacred Sword, then left with the Princess Consort.
Though Wind Devil Sacred Sword felt resentful, as if being driven like a dog, he dared not disobey Tianai Ba Tu’s order.
He knew that offending Tianai Ba Tu would result in a dire fate, he would die a very tragic death.
Moreover, Wind Devil Sacred Sword was very curious about the person who entered the underground palace.
He led almost all martial artists of the Tianhai Empire, excluding the Four Heroes of the Heavenly Sea and the Princess Consort, to stay here; he feared no one.
Even if encountering those thirteen top geniuses, he had the strength to fight.
That is the advantage of numbers.
At this mont, Ling Xiao and Zhu Shao Cong had already reached deep inside the underground palace.
The further they went, the stronger the dreadful aura beca.
For others, it might have been impossible to continue, but having cultivated the Body of the Mystic Realm, Ling Xiao not only did not fear this aura, he rather felt a deep familiarity.
As for Zhu Shao Cong, following Ling Xiao, he too benefited considerably.
That strange energy, after being filtered through Ling Xiao’s body, could actually accelerate the healing of his injuries, it was truly marvelous.
Having been severely injured by the Princess Consort, he initially thought he would be unable to participate in the next battle, but the recovery speed was so astonishing that he felt his injuries would heal within less than a shichen.
Deep in the underground palace, there were no Five Folded Doors, only two sculptures identical to those Ling Xiao had envisioned earlier.
They were indeed Imperial Heaven and Post Earth, the two Great Gods from legend who controlled yin and yang, and heaven and earth in the Mysterious World.
The history of Imperial Heaven and Post Earth was far more ancient than the King of People; when they were born, the Mysterious World was still a chaotic void.
It is unknown who managed to create the mystical Body of the Mystic Realm refining technique using Imperial Heaven and Post Earth.
"Brother Zhu, you sit there and heal, with here, this energy shouldn’t harm you."
Ling Xiao stood before the two sculptures, unable to tear his eyes away, his heart filled with shock and excitent.
The Heavenly Empress Cells inside him were jumping wildly, almost ready to burst forth.
Without a doubt, these two sculptures were the opportunity within this underground palace.
Because when he saw these two sculptures, he noticed the inscriptions beneath them.
To unseal each sculpture required six Black Wind Inscriptions.
In other words, if both were to be unsealed simultaneously, twelve Black Wind Inscriptions would be needed.
However, Ling Xiao currently only had nine Black Wind Inscriptions available, lacking three.
Coincidentally, Zhu Shao Cong had exactly three Black Wind Inscriptions.
"Brother Ling, do you need Black Wind Inscriptions?"
Zhu Shao Cong asked.
"Yes, I’m three short."
Ling Xiao nodded, feeling slightly regretful that he should have killed a few more martial artists.
"I happen to have three Black Wind Inscriptions that I can transfer to you; after all, even if I pass the first trial, I can’t pass the second one."
Zhu Shao Cong said suddenly.
"Transfer to ?"
Ling Xiao was taken aback and asked.
"Yes, I personally witnessed Tianai Ba Tu forcing the martial artists of the Tianhai Empire to transfer their Black Wind Inscriptions to him; those martial artists didn’t die, they just lost all Black Wind Power."
Zhu Shao Cong didn’t ntion that those whose Black Wind Inscriptions had been transferred appeared almost crippled, barely able to move.
He was afraid Ling Xiao would refuse to accept them.
Because Zhu Shao Cong knew his own level very well; as long as Ling Xiao lived, he had a chance to live; as Ling Xiao beca stronger, he too would have the chance to beco stronger.
"No way!"
Ling Xiao directly dismissed Zhu Shao Cong’s idea.
For sothing never tried before, who knew if there were side effects?
What if it left Zhu Shao Cong crippled?
Ling Xiao might not be a sage, but he couldn’t treat a friend this way.
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