Seeing that Han Ning was unresponsive, the Cyan Insect Master suddenly broke into a strange smile.
After a long mont of silence, just as Han Ning thought the other had lost interest in communicating and was about to resu his assault on his Spiritual World, a foreign ssage once again appeared in his mind:
"I suggest you stop wasting your energy. The Spiritual Seal of the Burning Fire Race isn’t sothing a little one like you, who hasn’t even had an Awakening, can break through."
He ignored the Cyan Insect Master’s taunts, but the other’s words did give him an idea.
For now, his Spiritual Power couldn’t be restored, but the All-Encompassing Spiritual Silkworm was still dormant within his body.
’Since I can’t reach the Soul Beast Space, I’ll have to change my approach. I’ll try to wake up the All-Encompassing Spiritual Silkworm.’
’Maybe that will be the breakthrough I need.’
’The All-Encompassing Spiritual Silkworm’s resting place... it’s usually near my heart...’
’Since calling out to it doesn’t work, I’ll have to resort to physical ans...’
Han Ning looked at his sharp claws, turned his back to block the view of the Insect Servant and the Cyan Insect Master, aid for the spot to the left of his heart, gritted his teeth, and jabbed hard.
SCHLICK!
His chest was torn open, but the bleeding stopped almost instantly. Han Ning’s face went pale. Enduring the intense pain, he began to dig around inside the wound with his claw.
All the while, he continuously called out to the All-Encompassing Spiritual Silkworm in his mind.
Just as his chest muscles were being shredded to a pulp by his claw, he suddenly felt as if a Life had stirred within him.
It was a profound and mysterious sensation.
Imdiately after, the wound dug open by his claw began to heal rapidly.
"Ssss~ sss~"
The faint fluctuations of the All-Encompassing Spiritual Silkworm’s Spiritual Power appeared in his mind.
Han Ning was overjoyed to sense the All-Encompassing Spiritual Silkworm’s response.
But he couldn’t use his Spiritual Power to reply, so he could only say in his mind, ’All-Encompassing Spiritual Silkworm, can you sense anything abnormal in my body? Can you help get back to normal?’
He had communicated with the All-Encompassing Spiritual Silkworm by thinking the words before, and it had been able to receive his ssages.
In Han Ning’s understanding, this silent recitation was also a special kind of Spiritual Power, like sending out brainwaves.
"Ssss~" The All-Encompassing Spiritual Silkworm sent back a reply that it would try, and then there was silence.
At the sa ti, he imdiately felt a warm current spreading from his chest.
Moreover, the lingering, stabbing pain that had been plaguing his mind actually began to slowly dissipate.
He then sank down cross-legged and entered ditation once more.
He emptied his mind, and everything around him grew quiet.
The faint footsteps outside the door vanished without a trace.
Just as Han Ning was about to enter a state of deep ditation, that familiar, domineering aura shot out from the depths of his mind again.
A scalp-numbing, stabbing pain instantly washed over him.
Hmph...
Han Ning let out a muffled grunt as he was forced out of his ditative state.
He opened his eyes and lowered his head, pretending to be disheartened and dejected.
’The stabbing pain has weakened. The All-Encompassing Spiritual Silkworm’s efforts are working!’
But deep down, he could already see a sliver of hope.
For the next period of ti, Han Ning stopped stubbornly trying to practice Spiritual ditation. Instead, he lay flat on the ground with his eyes closed to rest and build up his strength.
He slept when he was tired and stared blankly into space in the cramped cell when he was awake.
The Insect-n of the Burning Fire Race had confiscated all his belongings. He wasn’t worried about them discovering the Communication Device, as it would be a completely unknown object to them.
He only worried about what would happen if Dean Wu finished building the relay station and tried to contact him, only to find him unresponsive—or worse, to get a reply from a group of Insect-n.
But on second thought, with Dean Wu’s wisdom, he wouldn’t be so reckless as to send everyone from the academy out to search for him.
Han Ning could only hope that after hearing the voices of the Insect-n, Dean Wu would have Nia and Lena analyze his situation...
「Ti slowly passed.」
With no way to tell ti, Han Ning could only judge the number of days that had passed by the changing of the Insect-man guards.
The Insect-n changed shifts twice per "day."
And so, another six shifts passed.
The stabbing pain in Han Ning’s head had mostly subsided.
Although his physical condition was improving day by day, he was growing more and more anxious.
The Insect-n of the Burning Fire Race, Han Ning, and the Cyan Insect Master could all clearly sense that the temperature in the cavern was gradually rising.
Han Ning had ntally calculated it. When he first woke up, the cavern’s temperature was similar to that at a depth of five kiloters underground, around 46-50°C. Although it was very hot, he could endure it thanks to the protection of the All-Encompassing Spiritual Silkworm’s body.
But as ti passed, the temperature here had risen by at least another 10°C.
The Cyan Insect Master, not far away, was already beginning to show signs of agitation.
On this day, Han Ning once again sat cross-legged and began his Spiritual ditation.
For the past few days, he hadn’t tried to enter deep ditation in order to conserve his energy.
Soon, his thoughts emptied, and his consciousness reached the threshold of deep ditation.
The domineering aura once again erged from the depths of his mind.
But this ti, the aura was extrely feeble.
The stabbing pain it brought was completely tolerable.
Han Ning endured the faint, stabbing pain in his head and continued with the steps to enter ditation.
Bit by bit, he took a deep breath, tried to forget the pain, relaxed, and relaxed even more...
One minute, two minutes... Several minutes passed.
Finally, with a flicker of his will, he imdiately felt a strange sensation in his mind, as if he had broken through a barrier.
Three flickering Stars hung high above in a hazy, indistinct space.
’I did it!’
Sensing this familiar scene, Han Ning could hardly contain his excitent and nearly broke out of his ditative state.
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