Chapter 183: Spiritual Resonance
Chapter 183: Spiritual Resonance
The Nine Ring Star Vortex was eerie and mysterious, known for its devastating Divine Thought Kill. Having lingered in Soul Gathering Valley for countless years and encountered many disciples, it had never met someone as strange as Cheng Lingyu.
Cheng Lingyu’s mind lay in eternal silence, utterly undisturbed. His sea of consciousness stretched endlessly, with even the mysterious grass, three-layered ten-Yuan Dan pyramid, Heavenly Passage, Thousand Moon Slash, and marks of the Heavenly Laws vanishing into emptiness.
This was the effect of the Dreamless Technique, which concealed all traces, making even the Nine Ring Star Vortex unable to detect them.
Cheng Lingyu’s physical body was extraordinarily strong, having pushed every level to or beyond its limits. Though his realm wasn’t high, he was still an expert in the Soul Martial Realm. Such a body was the perfect vessel for any Immortal Soul to covet.
The Nine Ring Star Vortex, no ordinary Immortal Soul, grew deeply fascinated with Cheng Lingyu’s body. After countless probes, it resolved to seize this vessel.
The Nine Ring Star Vortex’s Divine Thought Kill held dual meanings: its terrifying ability to shift Divine Thought frequencies and annihilate any consciousness, and its power to devour all things, merging strengths from the starry sky.
Coincidentally, Cheng Lingyu’s Constitution allowed him to absorb both visible and invisible power of all things—a striking similarity to the vortex.
This kinship made the Nine Ring Star Vortex feel oddly connected to Cheng Lingyu’s body. As it invaded, it also initiated a merging process.
The process was unfathomably mystical, beyond description.
But just as the Nine Ring Star Vortex fully merged into Cheng Lingyu’s body, believing it had claimed perfection, disaster struck.
Cheng Lingyu abruptly awoke, his dormant mind surging to life as he wrestled the vortex for control.
Simultaneously, the mysterious grass and three-layered ten-Yuan Dan pyramid reappeared, emitting strange spiritual waves to clash with the vortex.
Cheng Lingyu channeled his technique of origins into the pyramid, aided by the grass, to battle the vortex’s dreadful frequency-shifting power.
This mental duel seemed calm but hid lethal dangers, far deadlier than physical combat.
Taming the Nine Nether King Sparrow and Jade Crystal Ice Wing Dragon had been arduous, but luring the vortex into his body was only the first step—the next proved far harder.
The vortex’s devouring and frequency-shifting abilities nullified Cheng Lingyu’s attacks, rendering them nearly useless.
Thankfully, the mysterious grass’s leaves, embodying yin and yang, combined with the Heavenly Spirit Diagram and technique of origins, slowly suppressed the vortex.
Though the spiritual battle seemed brief, it involved tens of thousands of exchanges.
The result left even steadfast Cheng Lingyu wide-eyed with shock.
“Integrating this thing next will be a nightmare.”
His sigh carried bitterness.
As the Nine Ring Star Vortex vanished, space trembled, the void cracked, and thunderous roars shook Soul Gathering Valley.
Cheng Lingyu bolted outward.
Fang Ruohua emerged from shadows but was yanked away by him before she could speak, both disappearing into the void.
The valley quaked, souls darting wildly in unrest.
Song Xuejiao and Lan Xiaozhu exchanged glances, staring toward the valley’s depths.
Just then, Feixing Ridge disciples stormed in, hunting Cheng Lingyu.
Lan Xiaozhu frowned, worry flashing across her face.
Over thirty Feixing Ridge disciples—all late-stage Soul Martial experts—had come for Cheng Lingyu. If met, conflict was inevitable, yet neither side could afford escalation.
After all, they were disciples of Lou Ri City, and there should be limits to everything.
Song Xuejiao understood Lan Xiaozhu’s concern and whispered, “Let’s observe. Feixing Ridge disciples wouldn’t dare act recklessly with so many witnesses.”
The two women followed quickly, joined by several Xingyun Ridge disciples.
Chaos now reigned in Soul Gathering Valley. With the Nine Ring Star Vortex gone, the Four Immortal Souls had begun battling for dominance.
Previously holding supreme authority, the Nine Ring Star Vortex’s disappearance sparked fresh conflict.
Cheng Lingyu pulled Fang Ruohua through the valley until Feixing Ridge disciples blocked their path.
“There you are! During that friendly match, you showed no mercy injuring our juniors on Feixing territory. Did you think we’d forget?”
Cheng Lingyu halted, eyeing the hostile group.
“Seeking revenge?”
“Do we look like we’re here for tea?”
“Does Feixing Ridge sanction this?”
“Teaching trash like you needs no approval!”
Cheng Lingyu chuckled. “So this is personal, not Feixing’s will.”
“Exactly! We’re here for our injured brothers, nothing to do with Feixing Ridge.”
“Then I’ll treat you as… background scenery.”
Fang Ruohua’s laughter clashed with the enraged snarls from Feixing disciples.
“Arrogant brat! We’ll show you true power today!”
The Feixing group outnumbered Cheng Lingyu, all being late-stage Soul Martial practitioners against his Fourth Realm cultivation. Only Fang Ruohua knew Cheng Lingyu’s current terrifying strength.
When Song Xuejiao and Lan Xiaozhu arrived, Cheng Lingyu waved them back despite their concern.
“Since you came all this way, I’ll offer terms: if defeated, each of you captures two martial souls here as compensation.”
“Ridiculous! You actually believe that?”
“Test me and see.”
Cheng Lingyu signaled Fang Ruohua, who retreated smiling to join the other women. Xingyun disciples formed a spectator circle.
“I won’t lift a finger. If anyone touches me – even a hair – you win.”
Hands clasped behind his back, Cheng Lingyu’s calm demeanor enraged the Feixing group.
“You mocking bastard!”
Their furious charge began. Cheng Lingyu’s faint smile held dangerous charm as faint light shimmered around him. A Composite Formation activated, warping space into a special defense.
The lead attacker’s steps grew leaden until frozen mid-stride.
“Supergravity field! Switch to mental assaults!”
Cheng Lingyu remained impassive as spiritual attacks washed over him harmlessly.
“Spiritual Resonance! Primordial Spirit Severing Strike!”
Thirty disciples combined mental power into a resonating blade meant to shred souls. Even Blood Martial experts would falter against this concentrated assault.
Cheng Lingyu’s Dreamy Magic Eyes reacted instinctively. Tear-shaped illusions flooded his consciousness – each droplet containing memories and scenes that corroded the spiritual blade. The Dreamy Thousand Tear Bamboo’s power fragmented the attack through emotional resonance.
“How?!”
The shaken Feixing disciples launched a weaker second strike, again effortlessly blocked. Realization dawned – Cheng Lingyu possessed unknown mental defenses far beyond their understanding.