Cultivation through Skin Making - Chapter 749 - 263. In the Next Life, Open Your Eyes Wide (6.1K Words - Subscription Requested)
Chapter 749: 263. In the Next Life, Open Your Eyes Wide (6.1K Words – Subscription Requested)
Walking alongside the tiger silhouette, the snow light haze gradually spread, growing more intense as they approached, appearing exceptionally magnificent and grand amidst the chaotic space fragments.
The group watched solemnly, ready for anything. Xiao Hanshan drew his sword while Hua Xianggu gripped her knife, and little Wei’Er and little Bell huddled behind Song Yan.
If it were a normal breakthrough, there would be no need for such caution, but the current situation was full of mystery and uncertainty.
“Husband, what’s happening?” little Bell asked.
Xiao Hanshan also smiled wryly and said, “Old Li, no offense, but how did you manage to provoke such a terrifying existence? Honestly, even if I exhausted my brains and did my utmost, I wouldn’t think of standing before such a terrifying presence, let alone provoking it…”
Song Yan pressed his hands down, signaling everyone to lower their weapons.
He had the worst imaginable premonition—that his Realm Spirit’s Divine Soul was intercepted halfway, and only the crazed Wa Saint could be responsible for watching him so closely.
Originally, interception would mean the failure of the Realm Spirit’s birth, but somehow it succeeded against all odds.
Thus, even with just a thought, it was apparent that this successful Realm Spirit was intricately connected to the Wa Saint.
The Saints, according to legend, were beings beyond the Profound Yellow Seven Realms.
If indeed the Wa Saint had come down, then his first action should be…
“Senior, it was all a misunderstanding.”
Song Yan cupped his hands toward the tiger silhouette and said loudly, “Junior has never intended to offend…”
As he spoke, he squinted at the figure, counting silently to three, but there was no response from across, leaving him no choice but to command sharply, “No communication, split up and flee at once!”
Just as he was about to make his escape, he suddenly heard a “Wow” sound beside him, a joyful exclamation like a clear girl’s voice upon seeing a cute kitten.
It was little Bell’s voice.
His Divine Sense swept quickly, only to be stunned as he saw the tiger silhouette had revealed its complete form—not a fierce monstrous tiger, but a snow-white cub.
White like snow flying in the wind, tranquil like a mountain’s rock submerged in water, graceful like a phantom dancing in a dream.
Anyone who saw it would think of it as an extremely adorable tiger cub.
Yet no one would think this cub was a Realm Spirit of the Innate Profound Yellow Three Realms.
Upon seeing Song Yan, the little white tiger suddenly disappeared. It really vanished, without a trace, without a track, without any detectability, yet the next instant it illogically appeared before Song Yan.
A pair of tiger eyes seemed to be scrutinizing Song Yan, its mouth making cute sounds similar to “Hmm? Hmm?” Then its form suddenly transformed into white light, shooting directly towards Song Yan’s Divine Soul, hiding itself within the small realm formed by his Lifebound Talisman Character.
This series of actions happened extremely fast…
Song Yan perceived his own condition.
After breaking through to the Realm Spirit Realm, a perpetual realm formed around his Lifebound Talisman Character. This realm could hold no life, yet seemed to belong exclusively to the Realm Spirit.
The fact that the little white tiger could enter here already proved it was his Realm Spirit.
But Realm Spirits are born of their masters, thus extremely close to them.
However, his Realm Spirit showed no sign of closeness.
“White Tiger?”
“Little White?”
“Little Guy?”
“Wa Saint Senior?”
“Senior, please don’t toy with this junior.” Song Yan tried calling several times in various ways. Yet the little white tiger did not respond, or rather it was not ignoring him, but sleeping. At least, the introspection showed the little white tiger was soundly asleep.
He tried summoning the little white tiger, but found it clung tightly to his realm, not budging an inch.
For a moment, Song Yan could not discern if this was truly his Realm Spirit, because according to the “Profound Celestial Sword Manual” from the Celestial Marvel Sword Palace, sword spirits could be summoned and recalled by the master at will. As sword spirits were a kind of Realm Spirit, the same rules would naturally apply to Realm Spirits.
The group originally prepared to flee paused slightly now, though the enormous space tear in the distance was healing, the commotion was substantial, and several “Forbidden Stakes” on the ground had been destroyed.
Hua Xianggu shouted, “Old Li, the outside must be full of Changfeng Immortal Dynasty people now, our hiding place has been destroyed, cultivators will soon arrive.”
Song Yan nodded, “Let’s go!”
The Ice Abyss Phoenix spread its wings, waiting for everyone to climb aboard.
Song Yan said, “Little Bing, earlier we stood on your back to escape quickly, but now for concealment, you should shrink.”
“Okay, Brother Xuanchan.” The Ice Abyss Phoenix was awed by Song Yan’s strength, becoming more obedient and happy, shrinking in size, its light contained, transforming into a small blue bird perched on Song Yan’s shoulder.
The five people and one bird concealed their auras, quickly heading far away, flying for seven days and nights before landing beside a desolate Vast Sea.
The Vast Sea of a fifth-level Cultivation Profound Land is different from the ordinary earth’s Vast Sea, as it contains many “Secret Realm Barriers” or “Heaven and Earth Barriers”. Sometimes appearing empty ahead, entering reveals a world; sometimes seeming like a mere crevice, entering unveils hidden mysteries.
Brush, brush, brush!
The five temporarily landed.
Xiao Hanshan said, “We’ve run quite a distance, we should have temporarily avoided those drawn to the earlier commotion.”
Hua Xianggu asked, “Old Li, what should we do now?”
With Song Yan’s realm elevation, she and Xiao Hanshan unconsciously began to see Song Yan as their pillar.
Song Yan said, “You all probably have some idea about the situation outside these years?”
Hua Xianggu replied, “Though asleep in the Yin Coffin, we’re not completely blind to outside affairs, so… we know a little.”
