Chapter 662 - 630: Success?

Chapter 662: Chapter 630: Success?

The Profound Old Ghost tilted his head back to gaze at the sky as a tyrannical aura surged toward the heavens. His noble, purple eyes stared fixedly at the horizon. A corner of his mouth curled up as he declared arrogantly, "Listen up, you ants! If my disciple falls today, you had better prepare yourselves! The day my memories fully recover will be the day you are all annihilated! This is not a joke! It is not!"

The moment he spoke, the sky, which had just been brilliantly sunny, suddenly rumbled and darkened. The heavens over the entire Extreme Martial Continent seemed to tremble violently, as if in fear. But the trembling stopped after only a moment because... having lost a massive amount of Soul Power, the Profound Old Ghost had already fallen into a deep sleep the instant he finished speaking.

Inside the Elixir Field World, Mu Chen took a deep breath, suppressing the sharp pain in his chest. He spoke with determination, "Ying’Er, no matter how hard this is, I will save you."

As his words fell, Mu Chen stretched out his arms, his expression hardening. A powerful surge of Spiritual Power erupted, sweeping through the entire Elixir Field World in an instant. He silently recited the Extreme Spirit Chaos Technique, and a strange scene suddenly unfolded!

The world that had been collapsing suddenly let out a deafening roar. Immediately after, the entire Elixir Field World began to tremble. Just as the collapsing world was on the verge of shattering, countless streams of Spiritual Power, like innumerable pillars, firmly propped up the crumbling structures.

The appearance of these spiritual pillars stopped the violent trembling of the Elixir Field World. However, Mu Chen’s expression showed no sign of relief. His hands never stopped moving as he circulated his Spiritual Power once more. Under his control, the wispy, smoke-like fragments of the vortex gradually drifted toward the center of the Elixir Field World. As they traveled, Mu Chen constantly compressed them with his Spiritual Power. By the time all the fragments gathered, the once-sparse pieces had become incredibly solid.

And since they were all of the same substance, merely held captive by the broken Elixir Field World, the fragments fused together the instant they met, as if recognizing their own. This was a good sign. The Dantian Vortex was the true core of the entire Elixir Field World. As long as it was reforged, the rest of the broken world would slowly recover as it began to spin.

Looking at the dark Dantian Vortex before him, which resembled a huge mass of dough, Mu Chen once again urged his Spiritual Power, controlling the vortex to further contract and merge. The process was exceptionally tedious and consumed an immense amount of Spiritual Power. In just two hours, Wan Xian’Er, in the Outer Realm, had already fed Mu Chen four Sixth Grade Spiritual Power Recovery Elixirs—twice the rate of one every hour that he had planned. Moreover, as the Dantian Vortex shrank, the rate at which Mu Chen consumed Spiritual Power only accelerated.

As time passed, by the time the Dantian Vortex had shrunk to its normal size, three days had gone by in the Outer Realm. During these three days, Mu Chen had consumed a total of one hundred and fifty Sixth Grade Spirit Recovery Elixirs and three Seventh Grade Spirit Recovery Elixirs. This consumption far exceeded what Mu Chen had planned. Although the amount of elixirs stored in his Storage Ring was still substantial, at this rate, they would only last for half a month at most.

Sighing, Wan Xian’Er muttered to herself, ’Once two-thirds of the elixirs are gone, I’ll have Father refine some more.’

But the one piece of good news was that Ying’Er, who was originally expected to live for only one more day, had miraculously held on for three. A faint hint of color had even returned to her pale little face. Although the color was barely perceptible, it was undoubtedly a good start for Wan Xian’Er. In contrast, Mu Chen’s once-fair face was now etched with exhaustion from three days of continuous Spiritual Power consumption, which made Wan Xian’Er’s heart ache. Thankfully, she could at least help in some small way, which lessened her guilt a little.

As for Mu Chen, he was naturally unaware of the situation in the Outer Realm. He was still far from his limit. Watching the Dantian Vortex slowly spinning in the center of the Elixir Field World, a satisfied smile finally appeared on his face, which had been tense for three days.

’That completes the first step.’

With his previous experience reforging his own Dantian, Mu Chen didn’t find this slightly more complex task difficult at all. Even though it was time-consuming, it was countless times faster than before. After all, his current Spirit Realm was on a completely different level compared to the past.

’Next are these Dantian fragments, scattered like dust.’

Taking another deep breath, Mu Chen raised his hands, which he had just lowered. A stream of Spiritual Power separated from his body and transformed into a light veil, completely enveloping the new Dantian Vortex. This caused the vortex’s rotation to slow down slightly.

Without the slightest pause, a sharp glint flashed in his blue-purple Ice Extreme Demon Pupils. He let out a low shout, "Move!"

Suddenly, the slowly spinning Dantian Vortex accelerated violently, reaching its maximum speed in a single instant. If its previous, uncontrolled rotation was at a turtle’s pace, its current speed was that of a Kunpeng! As the Dantian Vortex spun so rapidly, an immense suction force appeared out of thin air. Due to the vortex’s rotational pattern, the yellow dust nearest to the center was immediately pulled in by this force and began to spin rapidly along with it.

And during this rotation, the dust particles began to collide. Like a chain reaction, the addition of the Dantian fragments caused the suction force released by the Dantian Vortex to expand again, filling the entire Elixir Field World in less than a moment!

Finally, like the birth of Chaos, all the elements began to fall into their proper orbits. All Mu Chen had to do now was endlessly accelerate the process of the Dantian fragments colliding and fusing.

’Master said before that the shorter the cycle of forward and reverse rotations, the stronger the reforged Dantian will be. But right now, the Dantian fragments are far too small to collide effectively. So, I’ll start with a cycle of one thousand rotations. Once the fragments have accumulated a bit, I’ll start shortening the cycle.’

He immediately put his thoughts into action. If he could only control his own Dantian to rotate ten thousand times in each direction per day when he reforged it, he could now make this one rotate ten million times a day. A thousand-fold difference. Mu Chen was almost certain that Ying’Er’s Elixir Field World would be completely restored in a month at most, or half a month at the very least!

’Hang in there.’

He silently cheered for Ying’er. The one-thousand-rotation cycle finished in an instant. Immediately after, Mu Chen controlled his Spiritual Power to begin spinning in the opposite direction. The process of reversing between forward and backward rotation had begun.

Time flew by, day after day. Finally, half a month had passed in a flash. Wan Xian’Er once again placed a Sixth Grade Spirit Recovery Elixir into Mu Chen’s mouth. She tipped the empty Medicine Bottle in her hand, then wearily tossed it aside. It rolled away with a CLINK CLINK sound, finally bumping against countless other identical empty bottles.

Fifteen days. It had been fifteen whole days. Ying’Er’s complexion improved dramatically with each passing day. By now, she looked no different from a normal child—in fact, she looked even healthier. Mu Chen, however, grew paler and thinner by the day. Having his Spiritual Power separated from his body for so long placed an immense burden on him. Fortunately, the Spirit Nourishing Couch was stabilizing him; otherwise, his body would have likely begun to rot and wither.

More importantly, as Ying’Er’s Life Aura grew stronger, a terrible premonition that made her very soul shudder emerged in Wan Xian’Er’s heart.

Clutching her chest, Wan Xian’Er took a deep breath and shook her head, thinking, ’It must be a delusion. I’m probably just too exhausted from the past few days.’

...

「Outside the Immortal Rain Hall.」

Wan Xianlin paced back and forth in the main hall, his expression fraught with tension. A single glance at his face revealed that his spirit, too, had been enduring endless torment these past fifteen days.

’It’s been half a month, and the Saint Heir and Xian’Er still haven’t come out. I wonder how things are progressing? Sigh...’

’Just one last step...’

At this moment, Mu Chen’s Spirit Condensation Body was exceptionally weak. His once-solid form was now as thin as a layer of gauze. His outstretched arms trembled violently, and his blue-purple eyes were on the verge of losing consciousness.

Before his eyes was an exceptionally wondrous Elixir Field Space. Thirty-six milky-white spheres of light floated quietly around a massive black vortex. These thirty-six spheres were distributed in nine directions around the Dantian Vortex, with four in each direction. What a familiar scene. The only difference from his own back then was that Mu Chen’s thirty-six Dantian fragments had been black, like rock, whereas Ying’Er’s were crystal clear, like quartz. This was all due to Mu Chen’s deliberate design.

Now, all he had to do was make the Dantian Vortex accelerate violently. The thirty-six Dantian fragments would collide and become eighteen, then continue to collide and merge on their own, ultimately forming a Nine Attributes Dantian identical to his! No! Ying’Er’s Nine Attributes Dantian would definitely be even stronger and more solid than his own!

"Move!"

With a hoarse roar, a sharp glint of light shot out from Mu Chen’s dim eyes one last time. His gauze-like figure suddenly darkened and then completely dissipated into a cloud of dust.

Meanwhile, under Mu Chen’s final act of control, the dark Dantian Vortex suddenly accelerated. The acceleration was so abrupt that the thirty-six spheres of light, caught by the inertial pull, smashed into one another with a deafening CRASH. In the final moment before he vanished, Mu Chen witnessed the last fusion he could control by human effort. What put his mind completely at ease was that Ying’Er’s Dantian fragments were entirely different from his own; after colliding, they melted into one another on contact, requiring no further manipulation.

Thus, as Mu Chen’s Spiritual Power returned to his own body, a dazzling, multicolored pillar of light erupted from Ying’Er’s body and shot toward the heavens. Along with the appearance of this pillar of light, an incomparably terrifying and destructive aura was released in an instant. It lasted only for a moment, but in that moment, the entire Immortal Rain Hall was utterly annihilated by the pillar of light...