abnabooks Chapter 23 Nian Tian
Chapter 23 Nian Tian
Three months.
Chu Yuan withdrew his divine sense and closed his eyes to concentrate.
To learn the Soul Banner technique, one must enter the inner sect.
The outer disciples were not qualified to access the core techniques of the Soul Refining Sect, and they might not even have seen what the Soul Banner looked like.
He must win the competition to become the sole core disciple of the inner sect.
However, this was no challenge for him.
With his strength, entering the inner sect would be a piece of cake.
Although the clone did not have the Four Symbols Array Plate carried by the main body, it still possessed a considerable number of magical treasures.
With his mid-Nascent Soul cultivation and ultimate divine sense, he was not intimidated even when facing a Nascent Soul early stage expert.
The terror of the extreme realm is that it is invincible among those of the same level, and can even fight against those of higher levels.
Within the entire Soul Refining Sect, apart from the two Nascent Soul stage founders and several late-stage Nascent Soul elders, no one else posed any threat to him.
He could handle those below the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm; he could escape from those at the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm; as for those cultivators at the Core Formation stage, they couldn't even touch the hem of his clothes.
The competition three months later is just a formality.
Chu Yuan stopped thinking about it, closed his eyes, and focused his mind on preparing for the competition three months later.
While it's called preparation, there's really not much to prepare. It's just about calming the mind and waiting for that day to arrive.
at the same time.
Deep within the Soul Refining Sect lies a world of blood.
The sky here is dark red, as if shrouded in a thick curtain of blood. There is no sun, moon, or stars, no wind, clouds, rain, or snow, only endless dark red and silence.
The air was filled with an intense, almost tangible, soul energy that drifted slowly through the void, sometimes coalescing into human form, and sometimes dispersing into a clump, emitting faint sobs, like hundreds of ghosts weeping softly.
This spiritual energy has accumulated here for countless years, so thick it's almost dripping with water. If an ordinary cultivator stays here for even a moment, their mind will be eroded by the spiritual energy, resulting in mental confusion at best, and the soul being scattered at worst.
However, for the cultivators of the Soul Refining Sect, this is the most precious place for cultivation.
This place is called Soul Abyss. It is an independent space created by the founder of the Soul Refining Sect with his supreme magical power. It has accumulated over countless years to form such a rich soul energy.
Within the entire Soul Refining Sect, only the two founders are qualified to cultivate in seclusion here.
At this moment, deep within the Soul Abyss, two figures sat facing each other.
One of them had white hair and beard and wore a dark gray robe. This person was Nian Tian, one of the contemporary founders of the Soul Refining Sect.
Opposite Nian Tian, another old man also had white hair, but was much more robust than Nian Tian.
This person is Nian Tian's junior brother, the current founder of the Soul Refining Sect, and the one who wields the Ten Billion Soul Banner, Dun Tian.
At this moment, Nian Tian's eyes were closed and his brows were furrowed. His spiritual energy surged and churned around him like a turbulent sea, forming a visible vortex of spiritual energy around him.
Duntian sat to the side, looking at his senior brother with a nervous expression, his hands clenched so tightly that his knuckles turned white.
He knew what his senior brother was doing: at the cost of burning his lifespan, he was using his precognitive abilities to glimpse the secrets of heaven and foresee the future.
Although this shocking effect is extremely terrifying, the price is extremely heavy. Each time it is used, it will reduce one's lifespan by at least a hundred years.
Duntian sighed inwardly. In the previous few times, his senior brother had only seen blurry images and vague descriptions, failing to find a way out for the future of the Soul Refining Sect.
This is the fourth time now. If he still fails to gain anything, his lifespan will probably be very short...
Just as he was thinking this, Nian Tian's body suddenly trembled.
His brows furrowed even more, and the wrinkles on his face seemed to deepen.
The vortex of spiritual energy around him suddenly accelerated, emitting a sharp whistling sound, and even the surrounding space began to distort slightly.
His lips trembled slightly, as if he were saying something, but no sound came out.
The next moment, Nian Tian suddenly opened his eyes.
"puff--"
A mouthful of blood gushed from his mouth, turning into a cloud of blood mist in the air.
His face was as pale as paper, and his already thin frame looked even more frail, as if he might collapse at any moment.
"Senior brother!"
Duntian exclaimed in surprise and rushed forward to support Niantian, placing one hand on his back and channeling pure immortal power into his body.
Nian Tian's chest heaving gradually subsided.
He raised his hand and waved, indicating that his junior brother didn't need to worry.
"I'm fine...don't worry."
Duntian hurriedly took out several pills from his storage bag and held them to Niantian's lips, saying urgently, "Senior brother, quickly take these pills."
Nian Tian swallowed the pill, closed his eyes and regulated his breathing for a moment. His pale face gradually regained some color, and his breathing became much more stable than before.
Seeing that his senior brother was getting better, Duntian breathed a sigh of relief, but still asked with a worried look, "Senior brother, what did you foresee this time? It had such a huge backlash..."
Nian Tian opened his eyes, a smile appearing on his lips.
The smile was faint, almost imperceptible, but Duntian, having spent thousands of years with his senior brother, immediately discerned the meaning behind it: joy, excitement, and the relief of a long-suppressed expectation finally finding its fulfillment.
"I saw it."
Nian Tian's voice carried an undisguised excitement.
"I've seen the opportunity for my Soul Refining Sect to rise!"
Duntian shuddered, his pupils contracted sharply, and he exclaimed, "Really? Senior Brother!"
He and his senior brother led the Soul Refining Sect for thousands of years, witnessing the once glorious sect gradually decline.
Talent is dwindling. The triennial grand competition for outer disciples can only select a handful of inner disciples, and among those inner disciples, even fewer can truly succeed. To this day, there is no one to carry on the legacy!
He had been waiting for the opportunity to rise to power for a thousand years.
"That's right."
Nian Tian nodded, a glint of shrewdness flashing in his eyes.
"The future I see, the future of my Soul Refining Sect, lies in this boy."
He raised his hand, and his spiritual energy slowly outlined a human figure in the void.
The lines of spiritual energy were as thin as hair, yet extremely clear, each stroke vividly depicting the figure's face, figure, and temperament.
Duntian raised his eyes and looked carefully.
He was a young man with a handsome face and a tall, upright posture.
Duntian stared intently at the figure, etching every detail into his mind, not daring to miss the slightest thing.
He knew that this was likely the only hope for the future of the Soul Refining Sect.
Nian Tian withdrew his spiritual power, and the figure slowly dissipated into the void.
"Remember him."
Nian Tian looked at his junior brother, his tone solemn.
"He will soon arrive at my Soul Refining Sect. At that time... no matter what, we must keep him within the sect."
"No, perhaps he's already here!"
Duntian was startled and abruptly stood up: "He's already here? Then what are we waiting for? I'll go find him right now!"
Nian Tian raised his hand to stop him, shaking his head slightly: "There's no need to be in such a hurry. He will definitely join the inner sect of my Soul Refining Sect in the future. It's not too late to find him after he has truly joined."
Upon hearing this, Duntian, though anxious, knew that his senior brother was always resourceful. He slowly sat down and nodded, "Alright, senior brother, I'll listen to you."