《Consuming Earths, Devouring Skies》Chapter 193 - Inheritance Deposit
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In the Meteor Ring, Yan Zaizen was inspecting his soul form. At the moment, he realized that his soul suffered damage. He used his ethereal hands to roam around the numerous wounds that looked like scars. With each caress, a faint sky-blue light would flicker from his finger.
Grimacing, Yan Zaizen clenched his teeth. Yan Zaizen understood that true-essence, vital energy, sheer concussive force, and ambient pressure can affect the soul. Unlike Phantasms, the soul was both a physical and spiritual entity.
The raindrop armament formed from all the frozen rain in the Deluge Realm impacted his body twice. Each fierce contact damaged both his body and soul, injuring them both. The attempt at hindering the armament also caused him to suffer a slight backlash. Unfortunately, his Immortal Herculean Method natural healing factor only extended to the physique. Therefore, he had to manually heal the damage to his soul.
The sky-blue light was soulforce. It was guided to help patch the damaged areas of his soul.
"Soulforce, even if it originates from vital energy, is exceptionally beneficial to the restoration to all soul forms," Pinaka muttered. She had personally healed off this soulforce. Even though her existence didn't conform to heavenly law, soulforce was still her core.
Yan Zaizen sighed. The Deluge Realm battle may have seemed easy but it put an unnatural pressure on his shoulders. He had the belief that others, maybe those stronger than Yu Shi, will desire his realmship. He understood why the previous owner stayed hidden in the Border Expanse.
With his strength, at the first-floor Heavenly Genesis realm, it was like inviting personal disaster. It's probably why he departed and stayed away from the Deluge Realm. Yu Shi would've killed him in a split second if given the opportunity.
"My Qi Cultivation and Soul Cultivation just aren't sufficient. I got lucky this time." He sighed once again, a feeling of helplessness formulated in his heart.
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"Focus on recovery, your remaining lifespan and talent are abundantly vast. In fifteen hundred years you reached your current level, who knows where you will be in ten thousand years." Pinaka comforted. Her brows furrowed. Yan Zaizen had unyielding confidence, but this confidence didn't mean he was stupid. He understood his power was insufficient.
If he faced a stronger enemy, this confidence would emerge, but in introspection, this trait is not well displayed. After all, only fools believe themselves invincible when the entire universe said otherwise.
At the fifth largest water planet, Lang Xue's gazed at a particular location in its outer orbit. It didn't seem any different than outer space filled with light and moisture. Tao had an anxious expression. He may not have seen the battle Yan Zaizen just endured, but the fact the residual battlefield was distorted and chaotic, he knew it was intense.
Also, almost immediately, Yan Zaizen entered recovery cultivation. This indicated that his injury was not small. As for this white-haired beauty, he felt some suspicions towards her. His once perverted gaze revealed an intelligent light of deduction.
Lang Xue could feel Tao's gaze but treated him like air. His cultivation base, his foundation, and even his age were far too little to warrant any attention from her. Instead, she believed that Tao and Bai Lufeng was nothing more than lucky attendants. They got fortune and served someone with a realmship and the strength to kill a Realmlord in his own territory.
Truly lucky.
"Where's this sub-realm?" Tao asked. However, Lang Xue directly ignored him. She looked towards Yan Zaizen who was seated in the lotus position not too far away.
As if feeling her gaze, Yan Zaizen opened his eyes and gave her a cold gaze. He didn't like when people ignored him or his brother.
When she saw this cold gaze that seemed to contain a hint of murder, she shivered. Immediately, she explained, "The sub-realm is called the Core Saber Realm, belonging to the Silver Saber Sect. However, they suffered a sect-collapsing calamity, now only the elites live. They decided to pass their legacies to a new generation."
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"An elder left three saber keys. If claimed, a person can enter an inheritance deposit of the realm that corresponds to the key." She paused for a while, her gaze filled with intense hope but then dejection, "It's rumored there's a Regalia of the Heavens in one of the deposits."
She had found one of the saber keys after completing a trial. As a cultivator who pursued the saber path, she was actually searching for a key. She had located another, but someone else claimed it. After fighting that person, the individual beat her back and escaped. Unfortunately, there was no news of the third one.
"How do we enter?" Tao asked. Yan Zaizen closed his eyes. At the moment, recovery was a priority. Not to mention, fifty percent of the inheritance was secured. However, he realized that from her words, she lied about this Regalia of the Heavens. A regalia of the heavens wasn't as common as one may think.
They are often used to construct formations or armament bodies, but regardless, there's no way you'll obtain an actual complete regalia if they were. Yan Zaizen was lucky to find three intact, unused Regalia of the Heavens. A complete regalia was the same as having a path to a seventh-floor Heavenly Genesis realm.
After all, it represented the sovereign level of a conceptual law. It was similar to how a soul-based regalia could act as a replacement for a sovereign level comprehension to construct a Hell Altar.
"I have to go in and claim the inheritance deposit left behind. I'm unsure how long it'll take me. I may have to pass another trial to prove my worth." She mentioned, her gaze still on Yan Zaizen.
Tao furrowed his brows. He felt that her words were lies. However, even if he did, what could he do? "Wait, where's the saber key?" The thought suddenly popped into his mind. She was caught by the Realmlord, how could she keep any possessions.
When he said this, Lang Xue coldly snorted at Tao's ignorance.
"Go." Yan Zaizen motioned with a wave of his hand. Despite her foxy, almost peak erotic body, Yan Zaizen truly didn't feel any form of interest towards her. Only appreciation. Therefore, he wasn't kind or patient with her for 'points'.
Tao didn't erupt in anger due to this very reason.
She jumped off the realmship towards the area. Tao moved to the railings and watched her dive towards that location she pointed out. Soon, a white light filled with bloodthirsty dominance and sharp pressure emanated from Lang Xue.
"Saber Law!" Tao exclaimed with intrigue.
Lang Xue's dantian erupted in brilliant light. Then, space started to distort. It wasn't a spatial ripple in the void, but a spatial tunnel. A grand white saber with a familiar aura she emitted formulated suddenly. This was a door.
Lang Xue stepped forward. She phased into the saber-shaped door and vanished.
Yan Zaizen took a deep breath. His eyes looked at the door. "Unfortunate." He realized that the door was protected. If his cultivation reached the heavenly path, he may be able to bypass this safeguard, but his cultivation truly was too low.
"Without a proper medium, your strength can never be fully exhibited." He commented softly. This was true for many things. Not only did he lack a proper cultivation base for his laws, he also lacked an armament for all three of his cultivation bases.
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