Chapter 126: Fourth Layer of Magic Eyes
Chapter 126: Fourth Layer of Magic Eyes
Within his sea of consciousness lay a small grass, above which hovered a complex mark from the Holy Emperor’s underground palace—the Heavenly Passage, containing endless mysteries.
A pyramid also manifested in Cheng Lingyu’s mind, formed by three souls and seven spirits, creating a three-layered ten-Yuan Dan pyramid.
The ten Yuan Dans tripled the number possessed by typical geniuses, who usually had only three.
Cheng Lingyu’s body now housed Twelve Pyramids, divided into three types:
First, a single-layer four-star pyramid in the mysterious space; second, the three-layered ten-Yuan Dan pyramid in his sea of consciousness; and third, a three-layered ten-vortex pyramid in his five lakes and four seas and dantian.
The pyramid in his sea of consciousness glowed brilliantly, radiating powerful soul power intertwined with his technique of origins. Inside it, a mysterious vortex slowly formed.
A faint, mesmerizing smile curled Cheng Lingyu’s lips as an eerie ripple spread outward, weaving a seductive aura.
After self-assessment via Thousand Layers of Snow, Cheng Lingyu had surpassed the peak of the Soul Martial First Realm’s Yuan Dan stage, directly entering the Soul Martial Second Realm’s Soul Hunter stage.
This staggering progress left him deeply satisfied.
Landing lightly by the lava lake, he gazed at the Dreamy Thousand Tear Bamboo. A silent exchange of thoughts pulsed between them.
The bamboo shimmered with illusions capable of overwhelming minds, yet it failed to affect Cheng Lingyu.
However, his current early-stage Soul Martial Second Realm cultivation was insufficient to subdue it—he needed greater strength.
Shifting his focus, Cheng Lingyu marveled at his rapid ascent from the True Martial Seventh Level’s peak to the Soul Martial Second Realm’s early stage. The speed defied belief.
This cultivation spree lasted half a month, his pace at least three times faster than before.
The Soul Martial First Realm, after all, emphasized spiritual refinement over mere power accumulation.
Leaping into the lava lake, Cheng Lingyu floated atop churning magma, enduring its blistering heat.
Activating the Burning Sky Technique, sixty-four fiery rings encircled him, blazing with dominance.
Summoning the Fang Tian Bao Yin, he dove deeper. The molten lava could melt stone, its heat terrifying even to him.
The Fang Tian Bao Yin released Nine Nether Flame, forming a protective barrier around Cheng Lingyu while devouring the magma’s fiery energy to strengthen itself.
Cheng Lingyu seized the opportunity to cultivate the Burning Sky Technique in this ideal environment.
Earthfire scorched the heavens; magma turned to blood.
Without the Fang Tian Bao Yin’s protection, he’d have perished.
Two days of training in the searing lake vastly outperformed land-based cultivation. He absorbed massive earthfire true essence, converting it into True Fire of Burning Sky.
His Burning Sky Technique advanced rapidly, and his Magic Eyes technique evolved from the Third Level of Magic Eyes, Heart Invasion to the Fourth Layer—Refining Souls into Essence.
This new layer let him refine souls into pure energy, boosting soul power and condensing his Primordial Spirit, elevating his spiritual prowess.
Reaching the Fourth Layer propelled him from the early to late stage of the Soul Martial Second Realm. His Soul Cutting Technique’s power surged, making soul hunting effortless.
The first two Soul Martial Realms focused on spiritual growth, laying groundwork for the third Fusion Stage, with minimal physical enhancements.
Magma roiled and flames spat.
Cheng Lingyu emerged from the lake, landing firmly on shore with a confident smile.
His aggressive gaze locked onto the Dreamy Thousand Tear Bamboo. Under pressure, the bamboo reacted—its tear marks sharpened into soul-piercing “eyes.”
Cheng Lingyu launched a full invasion, attacking aggressively to test his ability to suppress the Immortal Soul.
This silent battle appeared calm yet held extreme danger.
Despite prolonged efforts, Cheng Lingyu couldn’t subdue the Dreamy Thousand Tear Bamboo—his cultivation level remained insufficient.
Suddenly, the earth trembled as if flipped by a colossal beast, startling Cheng Lingyu.
He swiftly shifted his gaze toward the distance, his expression turning contemplative.
“That’s where the third Spirit Hall stands. Are they still persisting?”
Unaware of events there, Cheng Lingyu couldn’t have guessed the Young Master of Thousand Phantoms had proposed an outrageous plan, gaining support from major forces.
After half a month of relentless assaults by over a dozen spirit artifacts, thirty-two protective barriers around the Spirit Hall had shattered, leaving only four intact.
Violent collisions shook the earth and warped time and space, rippling even to the eastern edge thousands of miles away.
Lan Xiaozhu awoke, her face brightening upon seeing Cheng Lingyu.
“You finished cultivating! How much did you advance?”
Cheng Lingyu grinned. “Soul Martial Second Realm’s Soul Hunter stage.”
“Truly? Skipping the True Fire and Yuan Dan Stages—that’s a triple leap!” Lan Xiaozhu gasped.
“Let’s investigate. I can’t handle this yet.”
Cheng Lingyu pulled Lan Xiaozhu against him, his palm settling on her rounded curves with casual familiarity.
She emitted a soft moan, arms encircling his neck with coquettish delight.
After exiting the underground fire fissure, Cheng Lingyu donned fresh clothes and activated a teleportation array, materializing near the third Spirit Hall.
The ongoing battle raged with spirit artifacts emitting destructive waves. Thousands of martial souls assaulted cultivators amidst hundreds of corpses.
Invisible consciousness fragments littered the void—useless to most, but not to Cheng Lingyu. His Magic Eyes’ Soul Refinement Conversion transformed these into pure soul power, channeled through his eyes into his sea of consciousness.
The three-layered ten-Yuan Dan pyramid pulsed rhythmically, drawing in and purifying soul power into consciousness vortices. Floating amidst these swirling energies, the pyramid remained eternally unyielding.
Entering the Soul Martial Realm had filled Cheng Lingyu’s mind with refined consciousness vortices, nourishing the pyramid and fueling his power.
Lan Xiaozhu scanned unfamiliar faces from the two saints and three brilliant ones, plus major clans like Ji Family and Beichen family.
“They’re mad! Invading the Spirit Hall risks Guishun Valley’s backlash!”
Cheng Lingyu observed rampaging martial souls. “Breaking in will trigger transformations here.”
“Will that hinder your Immortal Soul acquisition?” Lan Xiaozhu whispered.
“Possibly. I must accelerate plans.”
“Too many experts and spirit artifacts here,” Lan Xiaozhu urged. “We should leave.”
“Not yet. These souls aid my cultivation, and wasted resources offend me.”
His roguish smile earned an eye-roll before he teleported her away, joining the fray.
Cheng Lingyu harvested storage rings from corpses while devouring consciousness fragments. Displeasing martial souls met instant refinement—his passage left nothing untouched.
Hua Yuehong, Yu Feilong, and others noted his improved cultivation, but Cheng Lingyu thrived like waterborne fish. Soul power determined strength in the Soul Martial Realm, and these fragments were perfect nourishment.
Within half an hour, he’d consumed all loose fragments. Deliberate soul-slaughter risked Guishun Valley’s wrath, so he stopped after acquiring 500+ storage rings.
The Spirit Hall’s final four barriers required ten more days to breach. This preoccupation gave Cheng Lingyu perfect cultivation conditions.
Flames birthed a teleportation array beneath him. With a charming smile, the handsome youth vanished.