Lu Jun’s heart tightened. A Psychic Calamity sufferer... he often exchanged souls with Ding Yumian, subtly influencing each other over ti, and their souls had already undergone subtle changes.
He hadn’t expected that this would help in learning the Li Fan Flower thod.
Looked at this way, he truly was fortunate—both his Space Elent and Psychic Elent possessed unique traits, extraordinary talents. Thus, the success of both new thods was an accident within an accident.
Of course, in reality, he didn’t need to explain so much, so he vaguely replied, "Is that so? I didn’t know."
"Forget it." The old priest with white hair and beard kept his expression as calm as ever, not probing further, and said lightly, "Your Summoning, Psychic, and Space elents are all complete. Rest for the night—tomorrow we will conduct the ritual to make contact with the Eye of Space-Ti."
It had finally co. Lu Jun felt a mix of emotions—he had been in this mysterious space-ti for over a month, and hope of returning was now in sight.
If the Eye of Space-Ti turned out to be useless, then what? Needless to say—he would have to forcibly activate the Ancient King’s Armor Robe and charge out of the Space-Ti Town.
Since arriving in this space-ti, he had never stepped beyond the Sacred Land. In his heart, he had faint suspicions—there might be a boundary, and crossing the barrier might cause him to "wake from the dream," or trigger so intense anomaly.
But that was the last resort—unless absolutely necessary, he could not rely on brute force to break free.
Lu Jun returned to his senses and said gratefully, "Thank you, Chief, for planting the Li Fan Flower imprint for ."
"It’s not solely for you, but for this great nation."
Gunnar shook his head and waved dismissively. "Go back."
He took his leave, remaining for the ti being at the Summoning Institute. Outside, countless buildings in the small town had been destroyed, including his own ho, and the entire city was draped in mourning white.
That night, Lu Jun slept well. Upon waking, Elder Mina sent soone to fetch him.
Inside the Summoning Institute hall, although the elder wore a smile, it was clear it was forced.
Lu Jun’s mind stirred—could the imperial war situation be unfavorable?
Mina said, "There is no ti to waste. We are heading to the ritual site—everyone still alive in the city has gathered, only you, the main figure, are missing."
Hearing this, Lu Jun grew solemn and nodded slightly.
Mina then took the lead, walking in front. When passing the stone forest of statues behind the Summoning Institute, Lu Jun couldn’t help but ask, "What’s the situation outside now?"
Lu Jun had his own resolve. Although he had been trapped in this mysterious place for a month, his cultivation and potential had advanced faster than at any ti in his past.
The Inca Empire had helped him greatly, and even if the Eye of Space-Ti could send him back, he was determined to stay until the final battle before returning—perhaps even using the Ancient King’s Armor Robe to help the Inca hold back an Emperor.
Mina’s face seed to regain its calm, the corners of his mouth lifting in a faint smile as he said warmly, "Young Lu Jun, do not worry. Everyone has their own duty. Your duty is to focus on the current Nazca Plan."
Hearing this, Lu Jun pressed his lips together and said no more.
Suddenly, the elder stopped, turned to face Lu Jun, pondered for a mont, and took from his robe a strange stone—round and smooth, with an azure-yellow color, its surface crystal-clear and flawless, faintly showing nine apertures, about three point six five inches in size.
Seeing it, Lu Jun was puzzled. "This is...?"
Mina explained, "One of the Inca’s treasured rare artifacts—the Qiankun Stone. It is said to be a divine stone born from a singularity collapse after a plane’s destruction. In terms of material, it should be of Forbidden Curse Emperor-level quality.
"It possesses two contradictory properties—infinitely heavy and light as a feather, akin to the embodint of earth and air. Lift it with wind elent and it is light; support it with earth elent and it will not move.
"Therefore, never place it on the ground—once the Qiankun Stone roots into the earth’s veins, even earth-elent Forbidden Curse power cannot move it. In our Inca tongue, it is also called the ’Immovable Stone.’"
As he spoke, Mina casually handed the Qiankun Stone over. In Chinese, ’Qiankun’ represents Heaven and Earth, much like the traits of this divine stone.
Lu Jun hurriedly took it and found that in midair it truly was as light as air, with no weight at all.
Rembering Elder Mina’s words, he cradled it carefully, afraid that if it accidentally fell to the ground, it would be stuck forever and ruined.
Mina smiled and said, "I’m giving the Qiankun Stone to you. Its texture is indestructible—even Forbidden Curse power cannot slt it—so the idea of making it into a magic tool fell through. Neither wind nor earth elent mages know how to use it, leaving us at a loss.
"It has been kept in the treasury, gathering dust in a corner. Today, I give it to you as a congratulatory gift before you contact the Eye of Space-Ti."
Lu Jun scratched his head—if it couldn’t be used, wasn’t this too much of a chicken rib? What use could it have?
"Hehehe," Mina saw the young man’s confusion and laughed, reminding him, "Its substance cannot be altered, but its spirit can be engraved. All things have spirit—have you forgotten how I taught you?"
Upon hearing these words, Lu Jun’s mind suddenly cleared, recalling the Summoning Elent’s [Spirit Carving thod]. This thod was applicable to dinsional summoning, beast tide summoning, and even the super-tier Ancient Magic Gate summoning.
However, no matter how one described it, the beasts or temporary summoned beasts it called forth were always based on the summoner’s cultivation, never exceeding their own strength. At most, it counted as a technique—making summoning flexible and unpredictable, leaving the enemy unable to guard against it.
Yet Mina spoke of the ultimate stage of the Spirit Carving thod—carving a beast that does not exist. At present, his Psychic Elent mastery of the Power of Imagination had only barely allowed him to touch the threshold.
Mina’s tone was distant, "In the Spirit Carving thod, a person only carves one perfect ancient beast in their entire life, because talent and ntal strength are limited. The Imaginary Summoned Beast depends not only on cultivation, but also on the choice of vessel."
"With your talent and ntal power, the Qiankun Stone is the most suitable. No matter how arrogant your imagination, it can contain it."
Lu Jun’s breathing stalled; he could not help but feel grateful.
In the end, he accepted the Qiankun Stone, placed it on his forehead, and released a silver spiritual force. Using the Power of Imagination to baptize it, he unexpectedly broke through the boundary between reality and illusion, directly storing it into his spiritual world.
This was not surprising—if the Curse Star River could contain physical magic tools, it could certainly store a divine stone.
He hastily looked inward: in the center of the moon-white summoning star river floated a cyan-yellow stone, surrounded by 343 stars. A deep bond surged through his heart and blood—it was completely refined through contract, leaving only the long years ahead to finish carving it.
In addition, right beside it, in the azure psychic star river, there was a Li Fan Flower imprint, and in the dim-silver space-ti star river, an Ouroboros ring—each encircled by stars, the three resonating with one another.
If he were to add his tal Elent life-bound magic tool [Tai’e Sword Seal], his Water Elent [Water Avoidance Pearl], and his Curse Elent [Blood Abyss Curse Seal], all six elental systems would be complete. Reaching the peak of the high tier would lay a solid foundation for super tier and Forbidden Curse.
Lu Jun’s heart surged with excitent. Regaining his composure, he quickly expressed his thanks to the elder.
"There’s no need for this—it’s all for Inca."
Turning around, Mina walked while seriously speaking the sa words as the Psychic Institute’s chief.
When they passed through the central, moon-surrounded stone gate, the transmission waves churned violently. His vision blurred, then suddenly opened wide.
Woo—woo—woo!
Lu Jun looked around at the surroundings, shocked to find himself standing atop a towering peak, winds whistling from all directions.
The sky and earth were boundlessly vast, giving the feeling of "reaching the summit and seeing all mountains small."
Above his head, the blazing sun shone fiercely, directly facing the circular altar where the two stood. The morning light was golden, illuminating everything in splendor; every movent of the two radiated divine brilliance, like deities descending from the heavens.
Not far ahead, a gigantic, crystal-clear pupil floated in midair, emanating an ancient, dim-yellow luster like the passage of ti, strange patterns etching themselves across it.
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